Currenly I'm in a motel somewhere around las vegas. People look weird at me, guess the butchered hands don't help with being anonymous.

Day 1 after my escape:

I busted may way out of that basement. Kiled that fucker with my MP7. That what you get for leaving guns loaded. Thale is with me, I'm probably not gonna leave him for a while

Day 2 AME:

We got to las vegas. Well I have no bussines in here, but I guess this is the best place for Thale to hunker down. Al ot of oportunities, around here. Called my Friend from wasington to pick my stuff up. Well he was pised that I called so suddenly.  After some negotiations he agreed to help me move. He will be here in 2 days. I have so time to kill.

Day 3 AME:

I wrote down What happened in Rachel, and the other shit fest in West Virginia. Hope when I die somebody will find it as an interesting lecture. I bought some extra ammo. Well they have a lot less strick gun laws in here. I went to a cassino. I won back the monney I spend on ammo and food so far. So this is how you get addicdet to gambling.

Day 4 AME:

Today I lost all my yesterdays winnings. You win some you lose some. Thale on the other hand is breaking the bank. My friend got here. We will be here for some extra time he alvays wanted to visit vegas. He asked my what happend to my hands. I told him I was playing with some explosives. He looked disappointed.

Day 7 AME:

I'm back home. Started moving some shit, well didn't go well. I got some lifting straps, these should help. I have to learn how to shoot a gun with 2 fingers now. Also bought a new apartment in Vegas, guess now that place is my home.

Day 10 AME:

Finally finished the moving process. I started learnig some basick computer stuff, It's finally time. I also get a trauma kit, a gas mask and an some CS gas from my stockpile.

Day 11 AME:

Today I heard an motorcycle outside my new appartment. I haven't felt such dread in years. I should probably visit a therapist.