Entry 14 of a Z.A. Survivor

January 10th,  2020 - Adam, it's been 4 days since I've found your journal.  I've continued to track you down with whomever has taken you away from me, but I'm afraid that my efforts are going to become harder in a few hours.  It's been cloudy all day, but the rumbling of thunder brings a drowned spirit in my heart.  Why would someone take just you and not me too?  Who would take you out this far and not set up any more campsites to rest? I'm going to find out my answers, you just better stay alive and well. I did find something today of notice.  Seemed like a slip of paper torn from a larger page.  The top part of the paper was incoherant due to halved letters and partial sentence, but the most noticeable bit was a number.  Like a code. 13 26 01 03 06.  I'm not sure what it stands for at the moment, surely not a date, maybe a street address or something. Whatever it is, I've notated it in here for record purposes.
 
I've been thinking about many things recently.  Mainly what I am going to do when I find you.  My..heart yearns for you to be near me again.  You have been the only light I've had within the darkened torment of a world.  And once I finally have something to smile about, something to look forward to, someone to fall in.. Like a lot.  I just need you to be in one piece and not a zombie when I find you mister, or else I will be extremely pissed off.  But I will not stop looking for you, not one bit. 
With Love,