From the journal of Carol Evans, April 6

April 6, 2017

     After my little freak out yesterday, I realized that my great grandparents didn't have any of that stuff and they survived just fine. I know the world will be a sadder place without coffee and chocolate, but I will live, even if unhappily. I think harder candy is going to last longer than chocolate, so once I find a place to stop, I will have to stock up on whatever I can find.
     I am keeping my eyes open today for any kind of town so I can look for supplies and maybe a library. Although, hauling around books doesn't sound appealing to me, if I can find even one book that might be helpful to read while  I am walking, mores the better.

     I wonder what kind of people are left now that the undead have claimed our world? Will anyone be a nice person anymore? Or will I only find people who will want to take whatever  I have? I really hope that there are still good people alive that are willing to help others. I just can't take a chance since I am on my own. Not that I have seen anyone alive in weeks. I only see the undead and only rarely since I have avoided any city or big town since Vegas. I learned there that wherever there used to be large numbers of people, there are now large numbers of undead. I am getting really tired of being by myself and would love someone to talk to,  no matter what subject is under discussion.
     I saw a sign yesterday on the side of Interstate 15 for a place called Kolob Canyons Welcome Center. I guess it is the entrance to Zion National Park and it's where everyone was supposed to stop and check in before going in to the park. The same sign also told me that is a city coming up, Cedar City, and it is too big for me to go through. I am going to have to skirt it and hope that there are some stores on the outskirts. I really don't want to go into the city. I am going to spend the night in the Welcome Center, if it is not full of zombies. Maybe I will get lucky and they will have food for me to take and I won't have to stop in Cedar City, although I am sure they have a library there. I would rather wait for a smaller city or town to look in, less chance of being over powered by the undead. I have to figure that if there were over 20,000 people living somewhere before the pandemic started, then there are more than likely over 20,000 zombies now.
      I wonder if anyone is immune to this whatever it is causing people to come back from the dead. With most other diseases and illnesses, around 2 to 5 percent of the population is naturally immune. If someone is immune, would they turn if they got bit? Or would they be protected? There is no way to find out, but I will have to keep my eyes open. If someone is immune, I wonder if a cure can be made from their blood? There might not be anyone left who could do it anyway.

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