Entry 5: Vergil

*half-mumbling*  I'm Vergil, still hanging on.  *sighs*  These chumps are driving me crazy.  We should be out there grabbing anything and everything we can with just two of us rotating watch of the drawbridge.  All this talk, talk, talk, trying to rationalize this shit instead of taking action.  If I hadn't been trying to boost a car when this all happened I wouldn't be here with these loonies.  Stevie took notice and told me to come along.  I don't know why the hell I listened to him, but I gave up on the car's anti-theft system and went with him and Miriam and Rich.  Just as well I went with for their sake.  They would have been zom chow if I hadn't got the van running.  And if I hadn't told Miriam which car to chuck that rock at we wouldn't have had that distraction from the car alarm long enough to get out of that street and off to get Stevie's brother.  Jane and Billy nearly got pancaked when they ran in front of the van, but Stevie took pity on them.  Waste of time.  I can just eat from cans I don't need no damn vet telling me if food is safe.  And Billy, that guy's a nutcase.  I'd swear he was already infected if not for his aim being so good.  Definitely doesn't have the shakes, and none of us have any symptoms that I know of so far.  I don't care what the others say, if I see one of them start hacking up their lungs when they haven't been outside, I'm going to put whoever it is down while there's still time.  I spotted a motorcycle further down the street, if I get the chance I'm going to use that to get out of the city if things get too hairy here.  I mean, I hate this place.  What good is a library going to do me?  *muffled voice of another in the background.*  What?  Hey fuck you Billy!  What are you looking at Jamie?  Huh?  Fuck you all!