Jacob Pelley is a stock trader who professionally blogs over at WallStreet.io. He was inducted into the Rich Dad Education International Hall of Fame in 2012. His writing is inspired by a lifelong love of tabletop gaming and science fiction. Jacob is married with two children and resides in Fresno, California.
Day 300 “Wasteland Looting”
Ronin seems to be fully recovered, but Colonel Rives needs more time. Lt. Gale has taken to staying outside longer and longer each day. It is better than waking up one morning and have her missing. She has been reporting something walking around in the forest line. Nothing we can do about it until whatever it is comes out. It could just be wildlife, but you never know. The last thing we want to do is alert everything that we are here. Nothing says that like gun fire. A bullet from a rifle can be heard almost 3 miles away. Still it would be nice to get all the monsters taken care of before he start to head out. (more…)
Day 290 “Only static”
Still nothing over the radio and it is starting to get to all of us. If we can not get in touch will Daikon the trip back to camp will be so much more difficult. It would be great to have the support or at least a meet up point with a team. Maybe some of the military personnel from Canson have made it to camp by now. To let them know where we are. To think I could have been back with the rest of my family by now if I joined that team. Was coming back to our old shelter a mistake? Ronin would not have made the walk back. That is for sure. Someone would have carried Colonel Rives back on a stretcher. Also guided Will until his eyes opened back up. Maybe it was wrong to come back here. My head keeps telling me it was wrong to come back, but my gut says it was the right call.
During our sewing time I brought it up to the group. Was it wrong for us to come back here. I felt guilty almost instantly once Ronin spoke up. He said that if it had not been for him we could all be back in Daikon. You could see it in everyone’s faces that he was not wrong about it. Colonel Rives took a break from working on the radio to chime in. He said that there was no way of knowing what was on the road back to Daikon. That transporting the injured to a save location while the others made there way back to camp was a better option. The way Canson looked after the last cascade event this was the closest safest place to be. Then he used all those year of command knowledge to put my mind to ease. (more…)
Day 287 “Trapped in a box”
It has been a week and still no luck with the radio. The thought was thrown out there that maybe Daikon was destroyed. Or maybe our radio is working and the one in Daikon might be broken. Which would mean until the survivors of Canson get into camp no one else knows where we are. On the plus side we are going to be here for a bit longer anyways. Though I don’t know if Ronin, Colonel Rives, Lt. Gale, Will or Beth are ready for the life underground. Being stuck in a small cramp space is something you have to be trained to get used to. Will and Beth have already done it before, but the others I doubt. (more…)
Day 280 “Lost loved ones remembered”
The weather took a turn for the worst over the past few days. It has finally let up today. Though it is still ugly outside. The sky is full of dark purple clouds. When they parted I got a brief glimpse at the angry cracks running in the atmosphere. We left the shelter for two jobs today. First was to repair the Radio tower if we could. The second was to get the suv into the garage away from this weather. It was a small miracle that the windshield was not busted form hail. With all this rain it cleared out a lot of the snow still hanging around. Enough to find something I was not ready for. My long departed brother. (more…)
It is strange that I used to have bad dreams in this bunker. Some about Will and Beth being a pile of bones before the Robinsons came to save them. Now both of them are here. In a sewing circle talking about the world before the fire fell from the sky. Will is bad at it and Lily has been coaching him. His right eye is still swollen shut, but his left is open. He is doing a lot better with the pain meds we have in here. There was a whole bottle of anti inflammatories and all sort of other things. Probably why Ronin and Colonel Rives are still passed out. Finally having borken that pain cycle thier bodys can get some needed rest.
We almost missed the our house. Snow, ash and overgrowth changed the landscape a lot. Plus not having a home to look at made it easy to pass. During our last rest stop no monsters stopped to say hi. It didn’t make the trip anyless eeri. No other cars on the road, no sound of animals, and no lights around us. Only the sound of our car as we drove. The radio playing static if anything at all. It is like the world has gone back 1000 years. Which being the only thing on the road makes it a lot easier for things to track us.
Nature was doing its best to reclaim our old burned down house and snow covered the entrance to the shelter below. Lily got power back online while Beth and Lt. Gale dug out the door. I went to the old garage to find some part to replace the radio and get it up and running below. Ronin was my spotter encase I needed to run back to the car in a hurry. Which no charred showed up to attack us this time. Though I did get the scare of my life time in the garage. That one horned deer jumped out at me right when I opened the door. Almost needed a change of clothes after that. On side note I am glad he has made it through this year to. Even if he nearly made me wet myself. Also deer is quite tasty if ration start running low. (more…)
It would have been wishful thinking that the monster would all be hiding to. At least it was only a small group of ghouls that founds. You know nothing to big maybe 20 or 30 of those rotten shambaling maybe ex human corpse. I saw them in the early morning before my watched ended. At first I thought it was other survivors. The ash was still running down, so easy mistake. Once they came closer I saw one of missing a arm and the other part of its torso. It was clear that we were in trouble. (more…)
Day 267 “Like letting air out of a tire”
We had to stop for the night to treat our injured. During the night one of Ronin lungs collapsed. Scary sight to be stuck in a car with someone gasping for air. I was driving at the time and almost wrecked the car trying to find a place to pull over. I parked under a old Rv carport next to a burned out house. Not the best place to stop, but better than no coverage at all. Ash is still falling and the air is hot and stings to breathe without a mask. So the Rv port had to do while Lt. Gale worked on making Ronin not die. (more…)
Day 266 “Country roads”
The main road back to Daikon is blocked. A landslide of mud, snow, and trees covered the road. Which means if we wanted to go the quickest path It will be on foot. We have injured and they will not make it, so are heading home. Where our journey first started. Some of our forces have opted to make the trip back on foot though. I do not envy those people hiking through the forest. Most of that trip will be spent in Rad suits and masks. Which if you ever spent a long time in a gas mask it is not fun. Let alone trying to sleep in one. Don’t get me wrong we will be spending at least a few days in MOPP gear too. These Suv don’t have air filters and breathing in this air could be risky. With my head wound These mask hurt. Every time I adjusted it opens the wound back up. (more…)
The count down came and gone. Everyone was holding their collective breath as it reached zero over the radio. The robotic voice giving a play by play of the effect. After an hour everyone went back to work maintaining the shelter. I stayed inside the engineering room to managed the cables. After the third time I tripped over a cable someone needed to do it. Segreat Cole and I were the only one inside the room when the alarm over the radio came in. Cascade Failure seeking immediate shelter. Sergeant Cole ran out of the room to go get Colonel Rives leaving me alone. (more…)