Day 125

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.      

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Day 112

I did not get much sleep last night another battle had broken out.  The charred as Cody calls them attacked in numbers again. I was put on stand by incase I was needed to help Mom treat the wounded. The adults must have accounted for another large attack in the next coming days. Cody would have been able to tell you all about the plan. The type of weapons used and where they were setup. All I know is that every time those “Charred or Ghouls” attack someone in my family gets hurt. It would been nice to get some sleep. I miss the days of sleeping in my warm bed. Without worrying about monsters attacking us every other day. Hanging out with Olivia and working on the next D&D campaign. Instead I have to stay up way past my bedtime to and finish the blood cultures that we took from the goat. Then go right to help set up the trauma center again. I could have been finishing knitting my blanket I have been working on.  Thankfully there was coffee in the cafeteria where we set up again. By the way I am too young to be needing coffee.

Everyone was  still setting up the trauma center when the ground started to rumble. A hole opened up right in the mess hall. Everyone panicked and raced for the doors outside.  Three massive bugs emerged from the ground and attacked. They looked like centipedes, but grotesque. With harpoon tails and too many claws to count. Blue phosphorescence gew leaked from their scaled bodys.  A couple people tried to distracted the monsters, so others could escape. As I made it out with Mom I saw something I would have rather not. Two of the monsters grabbed a young women and man then disappeared back into the hole they came from. Those cries  for help the people made as they were dragged underground were haunting. It reminded me of a time back at our home. When a rabbit got tangled up in the gardens netting we just put up. The screams it made as it fought to get free as a hungry fox came to claim a easy meal sounded just like the women being carried away tonight. That is not a way I want to go. I am sure that desperate look on her face and the scream the rabbit made will be in my nightmares till I am old and fragile. The guards rushed inside and started firing.  It didn’t take long for them to down the remaining bugs. It wasn’t until later we found out there was more of these holes across the camp.

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Day Part 4

The attack came at dusk.  In the fading light the ghouls looked like the humans they used to be. Had I not seen these things earlier today, I would have welcomed them into the camp only to be brought to my demise.  How many people had already fallen for that trap?   We didn’t have much time to set up a great defense but had to make due with what we had.  When the first wave of attackers reached the fire line, they didn’t stand a chance.  Everyone was nervous and trigger happy.  Then a second wave came with larger numbers. The first wave looked deceivingly human.  While each wave after looked more ghastly than the last.  They wore skin that barely covered their organs.  Cracked bones protruded like spears. These ones didn’t have speed, but had morbid persistence.  Again these things were hewn down with relentless firepower.  It wasn’t until the later attacks that people started to get hurt. The ghouls just kept coming.  Each group worse than the others. The fire line to the far left of us was the first to fall.  Running out of ammo, they found the ghouls noticed and focused that area.  That is when the heavy weapons came out. Mortars and rockets lit up the forest.  Each explosion sending a concussive wave that rattled my body. I crouched barely breathing inside my foxhole.  I think I tried to scream and my eyesight blackened.  I was in a nightmare I could not wake from.  Then as fast as it started it was over.  There was a few more shots of gunfire what felt like miles away. Then a cheer that the battle was won.   I shifted to find I could not stand, something was pinning me down.  I panicked and started to thrash around only to her Lily’s voice whisper it was going to be okay.  She wouldn’t let anything hurt her little brother.  I relaxed and she got off me.  Again I tried to stand but light-headed I nearly passed out.  I balanced myself and took a look at my surroundings.  Body parts were scattered all around. Small trees cast dimmed shadows around the forest.  The fortifications to the left and right of us began calling for medical help and people rushed in.  I sat back down and started to cry again. Lily hugged me and joined in. We knew it couldn’t be over. Soon, the final attack came.

The charred must have been driving the ghouls to us.  Waiting for us to tend to our wounded to attack. Out from the tree line they emerged.  Barely visible as the onslaught of explosives knocking most of the lights out.  Standing taller than any men, with cracked blackened skin and long jagged claws hands.  They cut down wounded and healer alike, making quick work of them.  The screams broke me out of my shell shocked state. It seemed like this was going to be the end.  There was just too many of them and too many wounded to fight back. My thoughts went to my family and friends.  I had to keep fighting for them.  I knew I would get yelled out later for what I did, but it was the only thing I could think of.  I got out of my foxhole with the only my laser pistol and trench knife to engage the charred in melee.  I don’t have much a of memory of what happened after that, but I woke up in the mess all with Mom and Courtney standing over me tears in their eyes.

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Day 100 Part 3

Dad filled us in on what happened during the rescue mission while we worked building defenses for the camp. The trouble started a few days before they had reached the Gonzales. They came across other survivors. Dad almost hit them with the beast as they ran out of the forest to try and stop him. Both of them were hurt and needed help. Miller was out of the door first  gun drawn. You never know if it is people in need or bandits on the road. It didn’t take Miller long to find out. A small group of those ghouls were close by. Miller open fired on them the instant he saw them and ushered the people inside. From then until they reach the Gonzales location it was skirmish after skirmish with those ghouls. Everyone once in a while a group of the charred would join in the fight. In one of the attacks the radio for the RV was destroyed.

The night they made it to the Gonzales the attacks died down. The Gonzales were all safe in the bunker with other survivors. The reason why the Gonzales did not stayed at this shelter was not because some monster destroyed their van, but something more sinister. A squirrels had chewed through the vans battery cables the frist night there. The same squirrels also chewed up most of the electrical inside the underground bunker some time ago. The Gonzales tried to leave on foot, but were attack by those ghouls forcing them to retreat back to the shelter. This small shelter was stocked with a limited amount of  provision, so time was not on their side. Mr. Gonzales managed to get some of the electrical working. Enough to power the small radio they had with them. Thought the range was limited. He Made contact with Dad before the Rvs radio was destroyed. That was as far as Dad told me before the second wave of ghouls made contact with us at the camp.

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They obey, or they’ll be destroyed.

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Day 97

There was a giant lighting storm today. Mom finally let us have a day off due to the weather. We got to play board games all day today. Will was able to kill the vampire strahd and the people of Barovia are safe for now. It got scary near the end and Courtney did a great job Dming. Beth is now hooked and wants to play another campaign. I think Will is a little more interested in Lily. Which I don’t like the idea of someone dating my sister. Though since Lily has recovered from being mauled she has been self conscious on her looks. Having someone pine over her has helped her with that a little. I think Will is going to stick with Dnd for a bit to, but only so he can be close to Lily.

 

Dad called in later that night. They made contact with the Gonzales and are in route to go pick them up. The charred attacked them again last night in numbers. Had it not been for the beasts gun turret they would have not made it. Dad kept cutting in and out because of the storm I think? The Gonzales are hiding out in one of the temp shelters that are along the way to the cabin. Fremont has them all over the place incase people get stuck and can’t make it to the cabin right away. I think I know the one they are at and that one is bug city. I can’t wait for them to finally be back here only a few more days! Now back to bed I am sure Mom is going to give us double chores tomorrow to make up for today.