That's with an N - not a Z

                                    His physical form grew weak far too easily.                                           The simple act of existing was tiring.  

                                                         His body was                                                                falling                                                              a p a r t.

The drink was downed and the flask dropped to the floor as Ned, elbows resting on his knees, set his head in his hands.  There he remained, silent and unmoving, for hours as wave after wave of thoughts pummeled his weary mind.  He ached but couldn't find the strength to shift.  He was beaten down and burnt out and he honestly didn't know if he would find a way to build himself back up again.  And then, perched in his seat, head still in his hands, he heard it.  

               A low, shallow wheeze of a breath.                                                                            One that hadn't come from him.

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Greetings, loyal Nedscast viewership...

This is why I - why we - can trust your kind no longer.  He trusted and he was betrayed.  I let my guard down and, again, I find myself alone.  For the second time since the start of this research, we have lost everything.  My work is gone.  My zombies are gone.  

My children are gone.

The one who caused this will not be a problem again, but today I put my foot down and take back what is mine.  This island will once again become a safe haven for the dead - as it should have been since the beginning.  No matter who you are, if blood runs through your veins and you find yourself on my island, Jakobs Cove will soon be your safe haven.

The living are not to be trusted and the living will die.

Cordially,

Greetings, loyal Nedscast viewership!  Sorry TK's had to pick up these broadcasts for the past few days.  He's pretty cool for a zombie, though, so hopefully he kept you all in the loop about Ned being missing and all.  This is Maxine, by the way.

We found Ned sometime yesterday morning.  Well...I found him.  That being said, if anyone needs an undead friend, you know where to come.  They're out of a caretaker and, seeing as how my job on Pandora is done, I'm headed back to Aquator after settling a few last minute things on the island.

For being as feared as he was, I really expected more out of the guy.  Though I guess he was a medic and not a warrior...

Cordially,

Greetings, loyal Nedscast viewership!  Still TK, everyone!  I was startin' to get worried yesterday, but I'm actually pretty concerned now.  I ain't heard a thing from either Ned or Maxine today, but I did hear some gunfire this mornin'.  There's not somethin' out there gettin' folks who walk 'round alone, is there?  I'm gonna do the best I can to keep the zombies safe, but bein' blind is puttin' me at a real disadvantage if I've gotta brandish a weapon against some horrible intruder.

Cordially,

Greetings, loyal Nedscast viewership!  TK again bringin' all y'all the latest from Jakobs Cove!  Still no sign of Ned and the rest of the horde's gettin' kinda anxious.  To be real honest - and I know he's capable of takin' on just about anythin' - I'm startin' to get worried too.  This ain't like him.  I'm sure he's got good reason to not tell anyone where he's gone, though!  Least I hope so...

Cordially,

Greetings, loyal Nedscast viewership!  Is, uh...That's what he says, ain't it?  TK speakin', guys.  We've got a problem.  We can't find Ned.  Maxine's out lookin' for him right now since lookin' for stuff ain't my forte anymore.  I'm keepin' the zombies company.

He's gotta be 'round the island somewhere, right?

Cordially,

Greetings, loyal Neds...Nedscast viewership!

...

Dr. Ned here!  I don't...Know what's happening.

Help me.

Cordially,

Greetings, loyal Nedscast viewership!  I don't feel as bad as I did the other day, but I can't remember anythin' I did 'fore right now.  I think I need to get back to the treehouse 'fore somethin' real bad happens and nobody comes lookin' for me.  I'm headin' back to the house once I lock up here.

Cordially,

Greetings, loyal Nedscast viewership!  I cleaned up 'round the hospital this mornin'.  I can't quite remember what I did after that - there's a three or so hour gap in what I can recall - but there ain't any new bloodstains nearby, so anythin' I did couldn't have been all too bad.  No word on what the zombies did today, but no news is good news, right?

Cordially,

Greetings, loyal Nedscast viewership!  No questions were asked when I told Max and TK to watch after the zombies 'til further notice.  If all goes well, I'll be back to the treehouse tomorrow - maybe even later tonight.  I just need to...take care of a few things first.

Cordially,

Greetings, loyal Nedscast viewership!  I'm spending the next few days around Generally Hospital and lockin' the gate behind myself.  Course that won't do much if somethin' bad actually happens, but it'll keep zombies and curious assistants away for a while.  Hopefully that's good enough to avoid addin' to the island's death count.

Cordially,

Greetings, loyal Nedscast viewership!  I think I've figured out what's goin' on, but I really hope I'm wrong.  With Maxine back, this could get bad real fast.

Cordially,