Everyone in the camp has been making fun of me most of the morning. I earned the name Cody Everdeen. Why did I have to volunteer the way I did? Even Courtney and Olivia were making fun of me. Courtney I am going to fight monsters for you and she is poking fun at me. Then it turned around later in the day. While I was out in the barn fixing the heaters for the animals a group of people started getting a little to into the joke. Dad was getting tired of it and was about to let the people have it. That is when Colonel Rives stepped in. He told off all the people for us. Said what I was doing was noble and I took the place of my sister so she didn’t have to fight in the horrors of conflict. That he didn’t see any of these people stepping up to go fight to save others. Told me it would be an honor to fight alongside me. Once the word of what happened in the barn got around all the teasing stopped. (more…)
The radios are workings again. During the night all communications started receiving signals. Though it still is a bit staticy. No one knows what had changed to make it all work, but it is. We are picking up chatter from all over. Most of it not good. There are a lot of calls for help. Colonel Rives has been able to each a 1 star general. They have been talking privately most of the day. With the radio’s coming back online it is all people can talk about today. Gossip is going around like crazy. From the government is fighting back the monsters. To soon we all can go back home. Pipe dreams from people that miss the old ways. (more…)
It has been over a week since I returned home from the nightmare castle. Sleep still has not come easily. I have taken up sleeping inside the shelter under the cabin. At first Mom protested then got over it once I told her about my nightmares. The monsters outside the walls dance in my dreams. Some nights it is the battle of the ghouls where I lost my fingers on my hand. Other nights the Crypt Wisp followed us back here and snuck into out cabin at night. The monsters are not what scares in it is the body of my slain friends and families that gets to me. I am always the last one the monsters go for. Thankfully they have only attacked me in my dreams. No monsters have attacked us in since coming back home. Though I was in for a surprise this morning (more…)
Our expeditions to the castle at the end of the world was a failure. Of the over 50 people that left only 30 are coming home. We are injured, battered and will carry the trauma of these events forever. The rescue plan unlike or expedition was a success. Thanks to the two helicopter pilots and ev team all the injured will at least be coming home tonight. While the rest of us make a speedy journey back to camp Daikon. Tried but alive which is better than the 20 that lost their lives. (more…)
5 people volunteered to go out during the day to test the theory of when the Crypt Wisp are awake. The plan is for them to stay out all day. Once the wisp appear they are to lead them back into the main building where it will be studied on how to take them out better. From there we will have better information on what we can do to escape. It was as sound plan too bad that is not how it went down. Everything fell apart when the Crypt Wisp that managed into hide inside the house ambushed all of the volunteers. (more…)
We have been stuck inside the bunker for two days now. People are starting to get cooped up. Only two days and some are already losing it. This bunker is ten times bigger than the one at our at house. These people need to get it together. I guess after last night I don’t blame some for stressing out though. Crypt wisp managed to find a why into one of the underground passages. There are only a few door between us and them so people are getting unnerved. More of wisps keep showing up outside the compound walls. Only during evening and early morning do they move around. During the day they cover themselves and hide. I wonder if we can use that to our advantage? (more…)
From bad to worse that is how I would describe today. It turns those camouflaged monsters are nesting around here. The military tired to wipe out all the they could find. All that it did was draw the other arounds in the area to us. Someone started calling them Crypt Wisps and the name stuck. A few more got into the compound. No amount of bullets seem to take them out. One of them was just a pair of leg attached to a blown away upper half and were still walking after people. Not just walking but following the person. They don’t bleed or make any noise, but the slurping noise from that lamprey mouth of theirs. Being surrounded was not even the worst part about today. (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.
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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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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.