Gazette

The town is now no more than a vast, sickening cemetary. There was nobody here last night to resist the last attack : the town gates were forced open and reduced to splinters. Fateful cove is no more.

Good, nobody died last night. A horde of nearly 140 zombies wailed outside all night, but around none managed to breach our defences.

Another thing, yesterday, † Bryce finally understood that water has its uses. A fine example of death by dehydration.

The danger continues to grow in the desert, as † Deathtroc found out to their cost. Don't go out alone any more !

Otherwise, Stripedram spent the whole night howling in their house, to the point that everyone thought that the zombies were making citizen steaks out of him. It turns out that they were just having a massive breakdown. No deaths in town last night.