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hi, this is dave. i'm one of nate's coworkers. i don't gotta lot of time, but this was nate's last wish and stuff before he was eaten by zombies. yeah, it sounds stupid, but we're under attak here. nate was all like, i saw the dawn of the dead and he'd get us thru this and then he's eaten. srsly, blood everywhere. he managed to crawl back into the building and then he told me his password (which is weak so I changed it) and to post to let everyone no whats up. then he died.

whatever. he wanted you guys to know that he was sorry he was gonna miss con. I don't know what that means, but he's sorry. i got him under a sheet here and I'm sposed to shoot him in the head if he gets up again.

hold on. he's moving. i gotta go check this out. i'll be right back.

Rumors of My Demise

Please disregard the previous post. A prank played by a co-worker. Zombies indeed. He's been dealt with. I am ambulatory, although I seem to have developed a skin condition.

And I can smell your spicy brains.

Please don't panic if you see me coming. It's just your friend, Nate. And certainly don't be alarmed when I bash your skull in and scoop out your gray matter. It's just my new thing and I hope you support it.

I don't figure you'll have much choice soon anyway.