[Chalked on the Wall of Rudy Miller's Bedroom | Off-Network]
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Day 323: Infestation of flora. Apparently somebody thought Audrey II was lonely and required a few thousand brothers and sisters to keep it company. Whether or not these too feed on blood and devour unsuspecting people remains to be seen. What a pity Harold Greene is not present to act as test subject for that hypothesis.
It likewise appears the overgrowth of vines and plant life is total, and may have reached the workings of the clock itself. The ticking is considerably fainter today, and therefore considerably less likely to drive people insane from listening to it. Hopefully, in clearing out the infestation of vegetation, our crack team of horticulturists can leave that much alone.
I wonder if any stores around here will sell me a machete. In light of current circumstances, naturally.