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[zombiehider]

Found a PDA. It still has some charge, so might as well record here as well. Waste more time.

I'll need to find supplies and shelter soon. Maybe I'll luck out like last year, and find a cabin out in the woods, and maybe someone to share it with.

I think it's been five years. I'm not positive, but I'm pretty sure. My birthday should be soon, then, if it hasn't already passed.

Not that it fucking matters any more.

[Not two minutes after the initial post, another is sent from the same address]

Noisemaker went off, some kinda deer. It looks mutated, but the fuck do I know. At least the food problem’s solved.

[Someone should probably tell this n00b that the PDAs transmit data as well as recording it.]

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[zombiehider]

[Nick frowns at the screen, sarcasm dripping from his every word.] Yeah, I got that now. Thanks for the memo, very helpful.

*bows in apology* I'm sorry, life got stupidly busy.

[azrthmtrnznthos]

[Have a shrug, supremely unconcerned here.]

Wasn't sure if anyone else had gotten to you. Has anyone else explained where you are, and what's going on, yet?