Day 32

Today just wasn't that great a day. We saw a group of about half a dozen of those things crowding around a barn, we were going to ignore it and pass quietly but we heard gunshots from inside the barn so we thought there was someone inside. We went to rescue the person, dispatching the six zombies. The guy was a simple farmer, he apparently was under siege for quite some time, but it was too late for him. Half of his left arm was missing, and he had bite marks on him. We didn't get his name, but we promised to shoot him so he wouldn't come back. Barely a word was spoken tonight, it was quiet...