Day 344 “The Others came back”
I woke up not dead in the back of truck. I woke up due to a white hot pain in my shoulder. Also in my chest from the broken ribs. Lt. Gale said your welcome for the relocated shoulder. Then a warm feeling came over me and I blacked out again. Must have been some sort of pain medicine. I didn’t wake up again until it started to wear off. Slowly I got up only to be pinned back done. My eyes adjust to the low light and seeing Lily over me. Hey they were alive and so was I. My day got a lot better until I tried to breath. Then it got a lot worse. Yep those ribs are broken alright. At least I can move my arm so it’s not all bad.
After I relaxed and stopped fighting her on getting up she told me Beth was going to make it. They had to stop for a little bit to do a little roadside surgery. She should was stable, but not going to be walking for a bit. Lily gave an order another shot of pain medicine for me. At first I didn’t want it, but she assured me I was safe. She got out of the truck bed and lowered the tailgate so I could see that there was a lot of people with us. Looks like they brought everyone that could still hold a gun with them. I gave her the okay then to give me the meds. Then it was back to sleep.
The next time I woke up I was in sitting position. In the same open top truck. We were not moving that fast. A little faster than a light sprint. It must be to save on fuel. The slower you go the longer it last. My head was still a little fuzzy from the pain meds. Every breath a dull ache. I knew if not for the pain meds it would be a lot worse. People forget how much your ribs expand with each breath. Lily was reading something. She put it away quickly once I noticed what it was. My journal she was reading my journal. They could have just left me for dead on the side of the road after that. We chatted for a bit about how in a few hours we will be home. Back where it is safeish. Then it was time for another dose and I was out. I was going to be home again soon.
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Day 319 “Dance with the dead”
The journey to the mausoleum was long, dirty and exhausting. Beth and I managed to make it here early in the morning. It stood in tact, but empty. The SUV is not here yet. Which means that either we are late or the others are still on their way. Either way we are staying here for a bit. We would have heard gunfire or at least the SUV driving, but so far nothing. Which means that they might still be stuck inside the shelter. With the amount of monsters chasing us in the forest I doubt that is the case. I hope they didn’t just keep driving past this place.
To get inside the mausoleum first you have to enter the graveyard. A walled off area with two large iron gates to the east and west. The forest is trying its best to reclaims this ares, but so far failed. Nothing grows on the inside of the gates. The grounds sit as empty as the tomb. The maslouem has no visible doors to on the outside inside. To get inside you have to enter a secret code, by pressing three colored bricks then pull one of the gargoyles tail. The weather had worn off most of the paint on the bricks. Making it difficult to get inside. I cut numbers into them to make it easier to work the hidden door. Let’s be honest anyone hiding out here most likely knows what they are looking for. When I see Dad again going to let him know about the changes I made.
Fremont and Dad made this hidden entrance. They said it was to help secure this spot better, but I know they did it for the fun of it. I mean a big door with a lock would work just as well. I do agree with Dad it is a lot cooler the way he did it. Is it strange to be resting in a tomb? Though with never having any bodies laid to rest here is it really a grave? Hopefully it will not find permanent residence with us.
Once inside the air was cool and musky. The layout on the inside is bigger than you would expect. There are two rooms. A living room and sleeping area. The sleeping area has a small but functional bathroom. No hot water though. Making for a cold shower. There is minimal power inside this place from the photovoltaic roof tiles. Enough to power a hot plate, radio beacon and lights on the inside. Nothing to advance just sends a check in signal. It can send out a distress signal, but no voice chat. At least here the water is clean and food will be hot. Also a bed well a coot with a pillow. After so many nights without sleep it is time to rack out for a bit.
EXPLORING THE SITE
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Day 316 “Withered in the woodlands”
Beth and I have to leave the treehouse today to make it to the mausoleum in time. Also we have to leave due to half our rations floating downstream. Now if we cut our remaining food in half it should last us. Hunting will be out as we are being hunted ourselves. Plus it is hard to field dress and cook something when on the run. There is no doubt that monsters are out here looking for a human to snack on. Water will also be an issue again no fire to boil it which is bad. Food we could go without, but water is important to keep you going.
People think that nothing happens until you hit that three day no water point then boom your dead. Dehydration sucks to put it lightly. First is the headache that gets more intense the longer without water you go. Then you start to get dizzy/confused. Muscle cramps making walking hard or do anything. These symptoms vary from person to person, but it always ends the same death. None of these I want to experience. Now there is water out here if you know how to find it. Lucky for us I do.
Let’s break down a few options for water out here. Most of the snow that still is on the ground is a no go without boiling. It is covered in ash and other things. There are some small streams along the way that should work. Just have to find them and I know where two are. Once we find water we have to make it safe to drink. In my pack I have a small vial of iodine and water purification tablets. When using tablets make sure they can kill Cryptosporidium. Also wait at least 4 hours per liter to drink. A safe way to make sure you are avoiding a night of “big water”. I also have one life straw which is a portable water filter. Going to save that for when we can stop and drink without worry. With the water tablets can fill up our cantins and keep moving. Now onward for the plan tonight.
Tonight the plan is simple we keep moving while taking short rest. If we push ourselves too hard while traveling we could get hurt and there is no help. We will be leaving at night, so also have to travel slow. I have the walk from the treehouse to the mausoleum at least a dozen times. A few of them as the navigator. Even though I know the path there overconfidence can lead you down some bad paths. Slow and steady is the name of this game. I really don’t want to miss our ride back, but a twisted ankle in the middle of the woods surrounded by man eaters is worse. Plus Beth has never taken this route, so I have to factor that in to. I know we can do this and don’t have a choice. Into the woods we go.
EXPLORING THE SITE
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Day 310 “The Zombies are coming”
Today is the final day outside before we leave for home. Colonel Rives is making great progress on walking and Ronin has fully cleared for duty. In two weeks we will be making our way back home. The SUV still needs some work and made ready to travel. Which means a lot of grunt work. Like rotate the tires, change the oil and clean out the filters if they even can be cleaned. Lily and Beth are working on getting the packs for each ready. Ronin and Will were on guard detail. While we tasked away. It was Will that sounded the alarm to hide. The ghouls have made it to our home.
We gathered to watch them march down the road. At first it was just a few of them. Then a small army of just marching down the road. To fire a gun would be a death sentence for us. There were more of them than we had bullets. We took shelter inside the garage while the ghouls passed. I had finished working on the SUV, so we hid in there ready to drive out of there if we needed to. Thinking back, we should have just ran back into the shelter. I was sitting in the driver’s seat and could just make out the endless tide of monsters. They were heading somewhere, but the road they are marching on ends in a few miles. Something must have been calling for them. (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…)
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…)
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…)
Half of our forces left to take the civilians to Daikon this mornings. They took all but one humvee and a lot of resources. Once they left it felt like we were on a desert island. Back up is a days away and dangers lurks all around us.. While the General is away we are tasked to find replacement transport incase we need it. Which means some of us are going to the suburbs to find working vehicles. You will never guess whos team got assigned to that task. (more…)
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.