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Day 73 [Feb. 9th, 2006|05:27 pm]
Alex Morris
I told Tom what Nikki had told me, and he agreed that it made sense. We both felt like arses for questioning it, but as it was out in the open, both groups were starting to bond together.

Andrew and Tom have been scouting the nearby houses for supplies, and other things. The other day they came back excited as hell. They had found some golf clubs, and buckets and buckets of golf balls. Apparently who ever lived there was a big golf nut.

It's funny how the simplest of things can make you feel like you're on top of the world.

We've got our own driving range ontop of the house.

To be honest, I was a little worried at first, but those things out there don't aren't smart enough to know where we are. They hear the noise of the ball hitting whatever it does when it stops, and goes to see what it is.

Occasionally one of them is taken out with a blow to the head.

It feels wrong everytime one of them is killed and while a part of me feels bad, there's another that's glad. I figure it's some primitive part of me, that's been forced back into action during this whole mess.