From the record kept by the twins Jenny and Barbie Crow, May 17

May 17,  2017

We got stuck in one of the apartments without our supplies for a few days. We made it to the base of the other tower and up to the first floor of apartments. The stairwell was clear and when we opened the door, I didn't see anyone or anything, so we pulled our wagon and cart into the hall and closed the door behind us. It made this slight screech as it closed and a clomp and click as the door secured behind us. That's when it happened.

From around the corner of the hallway, we heard first one and then a bunch of undead start to make that weird moaning and growling noise. I tried to open the door to the stairs, but it was locked and the keys were in one of the bags in Barbie's cart. We were so screwed.
I dove for the cart while Barbie ran to the first apartments door. I had barely opened the zipper when the first zombie shambled around the corner and Barbie called my name while holding the door to the apartment open. There was no time to pull the cart and wagon, just enough time for me to get to the door and pull it closed before the hands of the nearest undead started pounding on the door. It was close, a couple of seconds more and it would have grabbed my instead of hitting the door behind me.
We had only the supplies in the backpacks we were wearing and the weapons we had one our bodies. I had my sword and a pistol while Barbie had a machete and a pistol. We both had back up hunting knives  and food in out back packs. It had to do.

We cleared the apartment room by room and were thankful to find it empty. Then I took the kitchen and Barbie took the bathroom while we started our search of the apartment for supplies. We put what we found by the door and then settled in to wait out the undead in the hall.
That was three days ago. The pounding has continued and we are going to have to do something about it if we want to get out of this apartment and into the other ones. We are going to have to set up the living room like we did outside the security office and make barricades to be behind while we stay safe and take out the undead from the hall. I was able to sneak out to the wagon and grab the bags that have the keys and my journal.
I came back and was able to write down what has been happening since I left my journal in the wagon in the hall. Tomorrow we are going to have to make this place ready to distract and fight the undead from the hall so we can get into the other apartments. Better get some sleep.

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