I started my journey on the coast, near Berezino. I headed north east. House to house, looking for something to eat and drink. I found many infected on the way, and I had to kill them all. Good thing I found a good ax for that. After traveling for days, I headed west and reached a small town called Pelesovo. It was a great decision to have gone west because I found camps in Petrovka. I do not know what happened in this place, but it seemed that something terrible had happened there. Many tents of survivors scattered around the buildings, but no one was there. What happened to these people? God knows! At least I got some good stuff. That's where I found a bus. After days searching for the missing pieces, I gathered all the necessary parts. I got it all together and left for the north east again. I found a summer camp, or what was left of it. I killed every infected in the area, shoting from above a water tower with my winchester. A great weapon. Easy to handle, simple, reliable and powerful. I planted some seeds, and I see the vegetables sprouting. What a deep satisfaction. I spent some time fixing the place and than it seems that nothing happened in there, that the world is not over. Some survivors passed by my camp. I saw them from a distance. I tried to speak to them from a position where I felt safe, but I got no response. I saw them trying to flank me, so I hid inside a cottage. I waited and waited a little longer. Anything. I went out to look, and I did not find them. Maybe they were more afraid than I was, who knows. After that, nothing else. I'm all alone again. Every day I try to find someone on the radio, but the radio is quieter than the pumpkins. I'll keep trying. Maybe I'll find other survivors, then we can make this a better place.