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		<title>The end</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I was caught breaking into a computer lab. Three armed private security guards shot me in the back while I was trying to pick the lock, and now I&#8217;m bleeding everywhere. Anyone reading this, please try and spread the word. It was the vaccines. Our own government did this to us. They killed us.  They [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://outbreak.playwithdeath.com/?p=1550</link>
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		<title>People surprise me</title>
		<description><![CDATA[So it would seem that some can figure out what it going on better than others. Last year I would have thought everything was fine.  It wasnt until the emergency broadcasts and the people started dying that I knew there was a problem.  Others caught on a bit more quickly. The signs last year, the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://outbreak.playwithdeath.com/?p=1533</link>
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		<title>This feels like a dream</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Things are bad.  I hadnt seen the outdoors for over a week, and daylight for almost two, until now.  I made it out a few times to get food and fresh water, but just for a few minutes at a time.  I had to come above ground to send this, but I have to get [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://outbreak.playwithdeath.com/?p=1526</link>
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		<title>Time to go underground</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Things are getting crazy.  I&#8217;ve been hearing gunfire since about 4am.  Usually a few rifle shots followed by a hail of automatic.  I am all about fighting for what you believe in, but these people don&#8217;t stand a chance.  They&#8217;re better off just trying to disappear.  Taking on the National Guard with a hunting rifle [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://outbreak.playwithdeath.com/?p=1515</link>
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		<title>I lied</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I went back.  I couldn&#8217;t finish my meal without thinking about how pathetic they looked, like they had no idea what to do as they hid up in that tree fort.  They probably would have starved to death in a week. Someone prevented that from happening, though. I got there a few hours before sundown, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://outbreak.playwithdeath.com/?p=1504</link>
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		<title>I&#8217;m not going back&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It’s fucking cold out here.  I guess I’ll get used to it.  Moving at night and sleeping during the day helps, I just cant seem to get used to sleeping with the sun in my eyes. I’m glad I stopped back in the apartment across the hall.  I was wondering how I was going to [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://outbreak.playwithdeath.com/?p=1496</link>
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		<title>Sorry, you cant have my guns.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Theres a new transmission over the airwaves. Under the &#8220;Presidential Emergency Powers Act&#8221;, they want us to turn in our guns. Soldiers will be coming door to door to collect them, the announcement said. They made it sound all polite and friendly, but you know this shit is about to get ugly. I&#8217;m not giving [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://outbreak.playwithdeath.com/?p=1473</link>
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		<title>At least the blood is washing away</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Lovely weather we&#8217;re having. It looks like even the sky has turned into a homicidal maniac. I&#8217;m not going anywhere for a while. Those lights off in the distance weren&#8217;t there a month ago.  Just farmland and a few stores, a diner and a gas stop.  Now it&#8217;s lit up like a Christmas display. I [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://outbreak.playwithdeath.com/?p=1456</link>
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		<title>So much for my plans&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I apologize for not writing yesterday. I’m still having trouble keeping my fingers from shaking. That may have been the worst thing I have seen in my life so far. I waited till well after dark and made my way into the apartment across the hall. The layout was the same as mine, first a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://outbreak.playwithdeath.com/?p=1442</link>
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		<title>Time to make some plans</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I sat in my apartment for two days and not a single living person passed by my window. I’m going to head north across town tomorrow. I’ll grab the rifle and see if I can figure out what those people were up to on Friday. I know I’d be much safer if I would just [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://outbreak.playwithdeath.com/?p=1431</link>
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		<title>More bodies</title>
		<description><![CDATA[There wasn’t anything in the empty apartment. Just an ancient copy of “Thus Spoke Zarathustra”, which I have already read . The large window facing north was very useful, however. I sat there looking out as far as the eye could see for what felt like hours. Everything was still; motionless. Even the light seemed [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://outbreak.playwithdeath.com/?p=1420</link>
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		<title>Plenty of info but no answers</title>
		<description><![CDATA[There’s nothing on the television. It’s the same audio transmission that they keep looping on the radio. Just a mess of information about a national emergency. “Do not go outdoors…local and state police now answer to NORTHCOM and are under military authorization to use lethal force…”. Over and over. It’s driving me crazy. I saw [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://outbreak.playwithdeath.com/?p=1412</link>
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		<title>I cant believe what is happening</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It looks like the world has gone insane. People are dying all around me. I was just sitting here listening to the emergency broadcast on the radio, and a group of kids grabbed some lady beneath my window. I could hear the woman screaming as they smashed her head open. Over and over again they [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://outbreak.playwithdeath.com/?p=1404</link>
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