It's been three days since the outbreak.
Yesterday was horrible. Our group of 5 got over-run by walkers, and I was the lone survivor. This morning I awoke in a ditch on the side of the road between Zelenogorsk and Drozhino; stranded, without ammo, and dying of thirst.
Thirsty, with three empty canteens, my first goal was water. I used the 'supplies map' to learn that there was a well in Bor... so that's where I would go. I quietly walked south, into the forest.