It's Day 20 of the Zombie outbreak, moral is low but ammo is high. Ghandi is going at them with a old gatling gun relic we found, he's gone mad but atleast his insane laughter will keep the zombies attracted to him and not us. Charlie was bitten though, he wished a for a firing squad to end him. We did so but the sound attracted more of them. Charlie always was an asshole. One good thing happened today though, I finally found my remote.
