I got bored and rushed it majorly but, here it is

[jackkrauser]

9:00 p.m.

I'm gonna die. That's the short of it. Oh god, I hope someone finds this. All I wanted to do was get a beer with Jim. Jim's a good guy. Damnit. I can barely write. They ****ing ate his brains. Ate them! Son of a *****es killed Jim. I hope to god they can't break the door down. Aw hell I need more paper. They haven't made noise in a while, so I'm gonna go see if I can get some more. I'm not gonna be forgotten. Aw ****, if I don't come back, if you don't hear from me again, just remember Jake Belmont.

9:40 p.m.

Aw man. Son of a gun bit me! It took awhile, it bled pretty bad for 20 minutes. I had to use my shirt as a turnicate. The blood on the tiles is making me nocious. I think I'm gonna wipe it up with some toilet paper. Thank god I got more paper.

10:00 p.m.

I snuck back out there. I couldn't help it. The bartender had a gun on him. A few more of...them showed up. I can hear them moaning. It's driving me crazy. I figured out the bugger that bite me, it's Jim. I knew he'd pull something like that. He stole Sarah from me. Married the *****. I love him, but I never looked at him the same after he took her from me. She was mine. I have 9 bullets in the clip of the pistol the bartender had. I oughta smoke Jim right now, bury his ass in lead. Alright, I need some sleep.

11:00 p.m.

They're so loud! I couldn't get any sleep. My arm is burning up. I think my arm is infected. Can't believe Jim bit me. They were eating his brains! His brains! I saw him die! I tried to clean the blood off the bathroom floor, but I just spread it. It burns. I'm gonna try to clean it at the sink.

11:25 p.m.

They're banging on the door, I opened it and fired a few rounds, they almost got in though. Well, Jim did. Shot the mother****er, he's sitting with me now. ****, this just in folks, only one bullet left. Jesus, I can barely lift the gun. I can feel my left hand getting weaker too. I might be stopping. I don't know what kind of infection has set in on my arm.

11:50 p.m.

I'm sorry. I think I passed out. The bite on my arm must've ripped open. I don't look so good. My arm was pumping blood and puss for a awhile. I'm gonna die. I'm gona die.

1:00 a.m.

They're still there. I can hear them. yur the only thing keeping me elive. Remeber me. They, theyr eating. i cn here them muchning on them. My tong is swlloen, I cant talk or anythng. I can feel my body sliping away.

1:20 a.m.

Im dyinng, hep. Cnat breth. Jim im soorry. Sraah i lov yu. ****? jus remmbr em

*Note found beside two dead bodies in a bathroom, downtown Raccoon.*

[Chris]

I like it. But there is one thing about it. If the guy was bitten by a zombie wouldn't he turn into one. At the end of the story it says the note was found between two dead bodies. Shouldn't it say the note was found in a zombies shirt pocket or something like that. Other than that, good.

[jackkrauser]

I like to think he commited suicide. The bodies are his dead body, and Jim's dead zombie body. I'm pretty sure that if you shoot yourself in the head before becoming zombified then you won't come back.

[Chris]

Oh...... You should add that his body had a single gunshot would to his head and the gun in his hand.