I have been traveling with 2 men for the past 2 week's,Claton Ridell,amd Tom Mccourt.We took out a large group of them in Malten,saw many deaths,and traveled from Boston to Clay's real home,Kent Pond.
But then...thing's went bad for me.2 lunatic's,normal but crazy,drove by and threw
a cinder block at me!What did I do to them?We had actually seen them before...They were hurt,and I was giving them first aid! They stormed of saying we were poison and here we are.
I'm going to die of this wound...I know that.I will join my mother in heaven,and my father if something happened to him too.I can see all that I have lost and heal all of my physical and emotional wound's.My nike.............where's my baby nike?
