Day 247

Back before the world fall there used to celebration called groundhogs day. Someone would knock on a tree stump and pull out a  groundhog. If it saw its shadow it would be six more weeks of winter. If not spring would come six weeks early. Well seeing how Punxsutawney Phil is probably long gone I guess  the monsters our are new seasons fortune teller. The Charred woke up hungry and ready to eat whomever they could. Only a few made it out of the woods. The lookout in the control tower spoted them before they spotted us. One thing about gunfire though is that it is not quiet, so any other of these monsters looking for people to snack on know where we are now. (more…)

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Day 227

It has been one week since basic has started. Nothing  but getting up early in a makeshift barracks, run drills until the evening, eat and then sleep. Next week basic will be over and the trip the front will start.  We will be on the front line for 6 months then will be released from duty. If at that time I wished to stay on my term will be for another 6 months. This has been the first chance I have had to write in all that time. Usually once it is night time it is bedtime my body is too sore to do anything else.

 

There has been some news on the road clearing team. Ghouls have been attacking steadily as the road clearing team has gotten closer to Canson. Nothing that they can’t handle, but it has been delaying the mission. Enough so that Sgt. Major Miller said that we might get in another week of basic. Which for some of these people that signed up need it. There are at least 5 people that I would not trust with a gun watching my back. Not that they would turn on us just probably shoot someone or themselves by accident. Time for lights out now the sandman is calling my name.

 

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Day 191

 

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…)

Day 188

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…)

Day 171

It has been a month since the military joined us. Colonel Rives has proven to be a natural leader.  The military did not end up taking over the camp, but worked with the structure that are already in place. In the last 30 days we have come together as a small society. There have been a few problems and only one intense standoffs. Two people that came here from the military camp decided not to live in this world anymore and ended it. Injured a few people on the way out to. They  looked like the type of person that had everything handed to them in life. Shame what happened, but why would you want to hurt other people in that type of circumstance? (more…)

Day 138

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…)

Day 113

Those centipede monsters claimed the lives of four people. Three people were dragged off  and one person died of his injuries. A couple of the braver men went down into tunnels to see if they could track down where the bugs came from.  It did not take long for them to track down and finish the hive off. That was the last of the attacks for now. The charred were all defeated and the rest of the ghouls taken care off. Finally a chance to get some rest and not worry about things coming from the woods or under our feets. There was even some good news. The nurse that was taken last night was found alive. The question is how did these things tunnel under the camp so fast? Dad gave some insight into that. (more…)

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 111

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 that  needed 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?

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Day 110

Cody has still been kicking this infections butt the last two days. He is still wobbly, but improving.  The antibiotics they have him on finally started to work. The wound on his left hand doesn’t reek of infection anymore.  The swelling to his face has come down though we still don’t know the extent of vision loss to his left eye. Mom said he might have to wear glasses when this is all done or he might have already lost sight in that eye.  That stress me out the most of all the injuries. A few finger is not great to lose, but one of your eyes changes how you see the world. The scarring from all the other wounds should be minimal thankfully. Beth spent the night last night with Cody at the medical facility.  Those two will make sure a good couple. She helped him walk around a bit and kept him company while he was awake. Beth also did something no one thought to do and that was bring Cody his slate. Already such a good girlfriend. He maybe only able to see out of one eye still, but the other works just fine. Mom said if he keeps improving he should be heading back to the cabin in a few days. Now to get some sleep it has been a long last two days.

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