Once we leave this shelter there will be no turning back. There is only 1 hideout left then a straight path home. We are headed to “the beast” our family’s bug out RV. There will be no need to hold back on using our weapons anymore. As we get closer to Daikon the shoots will only help us this time. Soon I will be back with my family back where it is safe. Back to Daikon safe at last. Well that is the plan anyways. First we have to get there.
Now this last shelter is not called the Judge, but this last path home is. Either you are worthy of making it or not. It will also be the longest trail without a shelter to hide out in. Yes there will be a few temporary places, but nothing that could withstand an attack. We are walking on a path full of monsters, slicks roads and no help. I know if we made it this far we can make it the rest of the way. What is the end of the world to stand in our way back home. It would have been nice to stay here for a little while longer, but that is not in the cards for us. (more…)
We made it to the judge late in the night. I could barely work the lock on the door on the small cabin. My whole body shook from pain and exhaustion. Once inside we headed to the small bunker down below. It was an old root cellar convert to be a temporary shelter. The large steel door will give us some protection. There working water in here I have no clue how. I think it has a water storage tank somewhere nearby the collects rainwater and snow run off. Once I get back to Daikon I will ask Dad about it. Also no need to worry about borrowing beast here. They would have to dig through solid rock and thick walls to get us. Which should make enough noise for us to hear them coming. What was odd is the power was up and running when we got here.
It does not take a lot of power to run a few lights and a fan, but the batteries were charged and topped off. Someone must have been here recently. If the others made it here why not leave a note? There are MRE wrappers and trash all over the place. Not like what an animal makes, but from people. I hope it was at least Lily that made it here. If they made it here there is hopes that they will be back. Unless they started the last leg of the journey to Diakon without us. Why would they not wait for us?
After we cleaned the place up a bit and made warm meal. It was time for some rest. Beth and I are still taking shifts on watch. As always I took first watch. Giving me a chance to look through some supplies and look for a radio beacon to Daikon. Once I found it, though it was already switched on. The Lily and the others must have been here. Why didn’t they wait for us? Something must be wrong from them not to stay here. What could it have been? I will have to ask them when I get to Daikon. Which will be so much more difficult with just the two of us. Beth and I have made it this far I know we can make it back.
Today was more of the same as yesterday. Our boots sinking into the ground as we marched. More than a few times one of us had to be pulled from a pit. The near freezing muck making us shiver uncontrollably. My jaw aches from all the chattering it was doing. Everyday I miss the old world lived. It seems like not that long ago after a day of playing in the mud I could just walk back into our monster free house and take a warm shower. Just a few more days until we are back in Daikon. Where I can bathe, get a warm meal and rest. Or at least it was only going to be a few days until we found the SUV.
It was late in the afternoon when we reached the base of 50/50 rock. The next resting point to Diakon. The road leading up the hill is winding and one lane. A small stream of water was pooling at the base of the hill. Slowly we made are way up the hill. That was when we ran into trouble. There was a group of Charred on the path. They were eating something I could not make it out. Carefully we tried to make our way back down without them noticing us. Unfortunately Beth tripped alerting them to us. At least it was down hill run. Everything would have been fine until a larger group of ghouls came crashing down from on top of the hill. Blocking our path down. There was only 1 option at that point we jumped off the side into the forest below.
With the ground soaked it did not seem like a bad idea jumping off the side of a hill. We landed on the opposite side of where we started. There was no time to stop after our jump. Once we landed a flood of ghouls came crashing behind. I did not think that many could have fit on top of 50/50, but life finds a way. A few yards into the forest is when we found the remains of the SUV. There was gore all around the site, but I had no time to check it out. We had to keep moving deeper into the woods. Only stopping for little break to catch our breath. It was early morning the next day when we finally had to rest for the day. Even now I can hear movement of monsters around us. Time to wake Beth up and head out. I guess I will sleep some other time.
Still on Brooke duty for the next few days. Thankfully I am prepared for babysitting activities. In the beast a while ago I found something I have been saving just for this. There was whole pouch full of Data packs of kids shows for my slate. Also Beth took pity on me gave me a 64 count box of crayons and a coloring book. Now before you think Brooke duty is great and I just get to sit around all day it is not. Babysitting also comes with a list of chores. Laundry for one and there is a lot it. Dad and Mom’s laundry is the worst out of everyone’s. It is like they roll around in dirt all day.Lily and Courtney get all sorts of mad if you don’t wash their clothes just right. Plus according to Mom there is a right way to fold a towel. Then there is dishes, preparing dinner, sweeping, mopping, dusting, and battery maintenance. Dinner is not as fun as it once was. Everyone gave up half of their food storage to go into the community pool. For all the new people here. Even the easy days are full of busy work. Chores may not seem that hard, but add a 4 year old into the mix and it gets interesting. Like after you mop the floor and Brooke helps you. By tipping the water bucket over into the living room. Don’t get my started on potty training either. It is like she knows I just finished her laundry, so she goes out of her way to make more. It is no wonder Mom quit her job after taking care of kids it is hard work.(more…)
It has taken some time, but I can finally write with my left hand again. I would not call my writing legible yet, but it would pass for a kindergartener. I came home five days ago. It was so embarrassing to be wheelchair from the medical facility back to our cabin. I was still getting a little light headed at times, so no long walks for me. At least Mom let Beth and Courtney push me around. It was the same wheelchair Lily had been using. Lily started walking around again with the help of a cane Mr.Miller made for her. I knew I was almost done with my road to recovery when Mom started giving me chores again two days ago. Courtney has been helping me with that and it is nice to be back to somewhat normal. She keeps telling me I still owe her for the goat. I had no idea what she was talking about until she gave me back my journal. To be honest I had forgotten about it the last couple of days. Almost dying to an infection, and losing two fingers hasn’t sparked the writer in me. My eyesight in my left eye has returned which is great! Everything is healing nicely I even got some of the big stitches removed. Some of those stitches were driving me crazy. I had a nice size gash in the middle of my back. Oh how it itched so bad at times. I could not reach it without the help of door frames or trees. Mom would yell at me every time I did the bear dance. You know the bear dance where put your back to a tree and rub up and down on it.
Later in the day Dad took me with him to do help complete the set up on some sensors he had set up around the camp. Nothing to hard just hand him the screwdriver or hold the flashlight. Near the end of the rounds we made it to the security/comms room. Only to find it was packed with people. At some point today the Radios came back online and not the short range one, but the long range. Mr.Jack had made contact with a military base! It didn’t take long before almost everyone in the compound was huddled in the room or close to the building. It was just great to hear that there was other pockets of humanity still around. The man that Mr.Jack was talking to was Colonel Mike Rives from the 101 Airborne. Dad and I stayed quite and tried to be flys on the wall, but soon everyone that wasn’t security, Dad or Fremont got kicked out of the room. Dad had me go back to our cabin and wait for him there. My hand was starting to hurt, so it was time for my medicine. I hate taking pain medicine, but I am in too much pain without it.
Beth was at the Cabin when I got there. She was on Brooke babysitting duty today. Brooke was finger painting with Beth in the kitchen. Kids toys are hard to come by let alone finger paint. When you are in survival situation fingers paints are not on the top of list. Which is a shame for Brooke. Coloring, and painting are her favorite things to do. Brooke had know that this was a treat. It was the cleanest I have ever seen her Paint not a drop was wasted. Which is amazing on top of where Beth got her hands on the paint in the first place. I had to know where Beth got it. Turns out that this old summer camp we are at used to have a art room. Beth found it was still full of art supplies. I had to promise to keep it a secret though. If more people ever show up with kids art supplies will alway be worth a trade. Once Brooke was done with her purple tiger with yellow spots it was time for a nap. I also joined in the nap this pain medicine just knocks me out. I woke up later tonight just in time for a home meeting with Mom and Dad.
Dad rounded the whole family up and even had the Robinson join us tonight. Which means Will and Beth were there. Beth showed up in a nice knee length dress with her auburn hair done in a single braid down her back. Her dress made her bright green eye stand out. Had Dad not brought up happened with the radio call today she would have been the only thing I would have noticed. We have been secretly dating for a little while. Thank you for the help with that Courtney I sure do owe for that one. Back to the Radio though. Did I mention Beth smelled of lavenders I am so lucky she would date me. Sorry again. Dad said that in a few days the military will make face to face contact with us. Colonel Rives will be sending his first lieutenant Maxfield to make the meeting. They will be coming here by helicopter, so we needed to clear a landing site for them. Which mean Mom is going to go into max chore mode to get that done. We discussed some more of the plans, but as you can tell I was distracted with other things. Then the Robinson headed back to their cabin for the night. I went with Beth to walk her home and got to hold her hand the whole time. I even got a hug before she went inside. Then it was back our cabin to go to bed Mom is sure to crack the whip starting tomorrow.
Since Cody has been recovering at the medical facility someone had to pick up his chore list. That someone was you guessed it me. You owe me ,so much once you get better Cody. Mom made me muck out the stalls at the farm. Then I had to do the rounds with Mom to check on the animals. One of the goats had an abcess thatneeded to be drained. A simple scalpel cut then flush out the wound. Nothing too bad I helped Mom do this before. Most of the time abscess will clear up on their own. This was not one of those time. Mr.Meza was there to help out. Mostly to keep the Goat clam while Mom lanced and cleaned out the wound. The abscess was near the goats shoulder and right when we got there was no doubt it needed to be fixed. The thing was the size of a softball. All the hair had fallen out from around the site. Only small tufts of the white hair were stuck to the little bit of puss leaking from the site. Mom had me prep with iodine then help Mr.Meza hold the goat still while she made the first cut. The second mom cut into the site it exploded in foul smelling pus. There was just so much of it. I woke up to Mom and Mr.Meza both laughing about their first time. I guess it was a little too much for my brain to taken in and hit the shutdown button. Mom called it a vasovagal syncope. Said it happened to Dad every time in the delivery room with us.
You would think having just passed out I will get the rest of the day off. With any normal parent I would have, but not with Mom. Dad would have made me hot chocolate and my favorite snack. Never Mom though she believes if you can stand you can work. That is grandpa doing until the day he died was out working the fields on his farm. Mom said they found him on the tracker when he passed. When they tried to get him off of it his body came back to life to finished plowing it. After mom finished flushing out the Goat wound she had me collect a sample of the pus then take it back to her small lab for culturing to make sure it wasn’t Caseous lymphadenitis. After all the fun I finally got the work done then had enough time to shower and go to bed. Tomorrow I get to work with Dad, so it should be a lot easier. How hard can putting in a couple new row of sprinkler lines be?
Today we buried all the people that passed away from the attack. We held The service at sunrise. The suns rose slowly warming us as the rays lit the predawn ground. Dad gave a simple eulogy. Listing the names of the fallen. There was ten in total that died during and after the attack. The Smiths family lost their oldest and youngest son. The Lopez family was wiped out of all five family members. Leaving an open cabin for a new family to move into. Yesterday the last Davis brother passed from his injury. Preceding his two other brothers. Had it not been for all these people I would not be here today. I attended the funeral with all the other veterans and their families. The bodies were buried in one large grave and a single headstone marked the people that lay to rest there. We gave our thanks and goodbyes. Then set out for work. Even though you feel like the world had stop, it goes on. It has been a long last seven day since the attack. The ghouls still keep attacking, but not in numbers like before. A few here and there. Most of them a ghastly remembrance of the person it once was. I have not been to the battle site since the attack, but am told the new ghouls that have arriving do not look pretty. Once they are dispatched they get their own funeral. Each day a tractor pushes the slayed ghouls into a pile to be burned that night. No one cries for them.
It was late when the alarms when off. Mom did a surprise Emergency Disaster Drill or E.D.D. No one played around this time. I think we set a new all time record for quickest entry into the cabins underground shelter. We beat Mom into the shelter and almost locked her out. The best part was when Will and Lily came out of Lily’s bedroom together. Mom didn’t see that part but the rest sure did. You could see from a mile away that Lily and Will were trying to hide something. After the drill was over we got to go back to bed. Mom was happy with the results. Though she did stop Will as everyone was heading back to their rooms for the night. She wanted to take a closer look at the large purple bruise on his neck. Will told mom that he tripped and hit the door knob during the drill. I covered for Lily and told Mom that is what happened. Pretty sure Mom didn’t believe it. Also to prevent another door knob related injury she took my door away! You know the room Will is supposed to be staying in. This almost puts the debt I owe Lily to even in my books.
Mom is merciless when it comes to sleep. You would think after waking us all up for a E.D.D we would get to sleep in. Nope she just got us up even earlier. The sun wasn’t even up yet why should I! She sent us to the farm to go tend to the animals. Milk the few cows, feed the chickens and clean out the stalls. Yeah she knew where that bruise on Wills neck came from. Mr.Meza came by a little later to tell us another round of those bugs attacked during the night. He chased them down and followed them to their hive by himself. Have to make a note of never getting on this guys bad side. Then Courtney and I went got the task of fixing the chicken coop. While in the tool shed a shadowy figure jumped out at us. Courtney screamed and ran away while it had me dead to rights. Thankfully It was just a ranch cat that was sleeping. We woke it up and it had to take some sort of revenge. The guards on duty had a good laugh about that. It seems like this cat does this to people on a regular basis. Courtney did not think that was funny. The coop was easy to fix and Mom gave Courtney, Beth and I the rest of the day off. Will and Lily on the other hand had a special work detail with Mom inside the Medical station.
Courtney, Beth and I had already started making dinner for everyone when Lily and Will came home. Mom made them watch a old navy film about the horrors of STDs. Lily watched it before, but it was new for Will. He was as white as a ghost and looked like he just got done throwing up his lunch. Yep Mom did know how he got that bruise. Which mean if I ever get the courage to ask Beth out Mom might make me watch that video to. Before everyone went to bed Mom tried to reach Dad on the radio again. He still has not checked in. This is two days in a row. What is going to happen if the rescue party needs to be rescued? Tomorrow is the earliest they should be back from their trip to save the Gonzales. Maybe the radio got busted or they are in stealth mode trying to be as quiet as possible. What I find strange is all the other radio channels are quiet to.