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May 27th, cloudy.

I went to the hospital for a checkup, and the director said I had a cold but needed to be hospitalized. Out of concern for my health, I accepted the director's suggestion.

I stayed there for half a month. During that time, the hospital cut off the internet and electricity, and I lost all communication with the outside world. I had to stay in the ward and couldn't go anywhere.

Fortunately, they provided me with water and food every day.

I asked several times to go outside for a walk, but the dean refused my request, saying that my cold had not yet gotten better and that I would infect others if I went out.

This is so strange, this is really so strange.

I felt uneasy, thinking there must be something wrong, so I secretly slipped out of the hospital when the hospital director and nurses weren't looking.

As I slipped out, I found the hospital unusually quiet, quite different from what I remembered.

Let's ignore all that for now and go out and see what happens.

Stepping out of the hospital, I found the world outside to be a scene of devastation. Ragged people were swaying in the distance. Curious, I went over to investigate and discovered that they weren't human at all, but zombies!

I turned around to go back to the hospital, but the way back was blocked by zombies, so I had to find another way out.

I'm currently hiding in an abandoned building. No zombies have found me yet, but the footsteps coming from upstairs and the rustling sounds outside the door are making me uneasy.

I hope to get through tonight safely.

I need to take one day off.