Log 5: I barley survived that wave....I'm wounded....My ink pen ran out so now I write in my blood> I don't know how much longer I can last. I can hear the other wave coming. If I don't write again, it means I have fallen prey to the Psycho Cats With Knives. Goodbye world.
This journal was found in a base outside of the border. We know not who it belongs to. We just know she died valiantly in the battle with the Psycho Cats With knives. She is nameless, but she is a hero. This we know.
Lol, that's the end of my made up logs. Did you enjoy them?
 Othello_ollehtO · Sat Feb 14, 2009 @ 11:23pm · 1 Comments |
