Day1: Washed up on shore just west of Kamenka. It's so quiet out here, almost peaceful, you would never know this whole damn country was infested with zombies. Made a quick raid through Kamenka, there was zeds everywhere but it was pitch black so they didn't even know I was there. Looted 2 houses, scored this book, a can of beans and a coke. Was feeling comfortable in the dark until I heard gunshots up the street. The zeds bolted towards the noise, I went in the opposite direction, I think I'm moving due west, will confirm when the sun rises.
Day2: Had a full day today. Confirmed I was moving west, was making great time before being scared nearly to death. Just turned north off the coast and toward the wood line when a random guy riding a bicycle came peddling out of the woods at breakneck speeds. Guy was wearing a ghillie suit.. Can't make this crap up. Jumps off his bike and points a Colt 1911 at me, so I'm thinking great, survive zombies at every turn only to be killed by a gun toting paper boy. The guy laughs and turns back towards the woods, looking for someone maybe? I decided not to wait and see.. So I jumped on his bike and started peddling as fast as I could. Bang bang bang. I can't believe that clown missed me 3 times. Got my butt on the road with my brand new bike! Gonna follow this road till I hit a fork north and head away from the coast.
Day2 Cont. Made it to a town, getting hungry so Idecided to stop by the market and do some shopping. Bad idea. Got a few cans of beans, a map and a massive gash from a damn zed grabbing for me. Managed to pull away before he could get a bite. Found a barn out in the country and bandaged myself up. Still feeling woozy. Will rethink shopping tactics.