Half Pint Baby T Shirt

I've been lying for several days. Apparently they had to tie me to the bed when I tried to go out the window "Flying." I think I lost the pot a lot and I have jeopardized my colleagues. I told Oscar I was sorry, and told me it's not my fault, but I can not stop thinking about we're screwed and might have made things worse.

I'm not quite sure what happened these days, but Oscar has told me that they have come all the food we had and still we can not move from this area. They had to kill 4 zombies that were inside the building and apparently they have little ammunition with which we must be careful in where we move from now. Yet not all bad news when I woke up, Machito was asleep in a chair in my room, I have awakened to untie me but has only released a growl, "I will tell oscar" or something similar. Oscar has told me that Machito can be very aggressive and largely intractable but that was in charge of keeping me fed and has guard waiting for me to get well. Apparently I hit 40 º C fever (Maybe that's why I do not remember anything). In the end it's going to be a piece of bread.
This is the 1st good news, the 2 nd is that there are more survivors ... 2 more to be exact. The are located 2 blocks from here. They watched from a rooftop by smoke signals and communicated to voices as best they could. They were waiting for me to get better to go to "rescue" and are already making plans for the transfer. What I wonder is: Who will rescue us?

I will stop writing, I'm still tired and need regain strength.