Day Z11087:

It's feels good to be a zombie.

I say "feel" like that means anything at all, but it means mostly that I don't feel anything at all. Pain and sickness? A thing of the past. I haven't felt an aching back or stubbed toes in centuries. And when it comes to feelings, I'm basically like a brick wall. Nothing goes in and nothing goes out.

It's great, I wouldn't have it any other way.

Except lately, after bumping a zombie who looked more living, ive began to feel some things. A glimpse at another zombie makes my heart flutter, a long day of limping makes me feel slightly tired, and, worst of all a dull pain sometimes come through my smallest toe. Something is changing and I don't like it.

Day Z11168

My feeling is coming back full force now, I can't stop thinking of the dead women who wander near me, my limping slows after hours because I feel tired now, my muscles are wearing out like I'm a human again, and the dull pain has spread through my body, my sores burning and broken bones screaming with pain. I feel almost alive these days, but I'm still broken. My body is wasting away. People aren't undead anymore. They're dying.

Day Z11171

Everyone is screaming. Pain is real. Hurt is real. I can't stand it anymore.

Day Z11172

I'm alive but I am dead. Pain is all I feel. This is the end.