Jack's Diary - Day 31, October 17th 2013

     Things would've been a lot easier had I chose the correct safe house to begin with. I could have got Jane and went straight back the way I came. Now, we have to take a long detour to escape the pursuers. They're probably upset with me killing their men, but to track us this long and far is very strange. I would've just taken them out had there not been so many of them, about 35 or so. We tried to stay ahead of them, but every so often, they'd catch up and we'd be standing in a rain of bullets. However, out of all the shots they fired, they only managed to graze Tim's leg. As I've always believed from watching plenty of action movies in my youth, "Bad men equals bad aim". 

     About Tim, although we haven't had much time to talk, he seems like a good person. For some reason, he rarely questions where we are going and why (Jane may have filled him in on the details), but I guess being hunted by gun wielding morons has a way of bringing people together without an exchange of words. Tim was definitely a lot stronger than me and unlike Duke, was more humble and intelligent. I think we'd get along pretty well, that is, if he'd stop clinging to Jane. She really hasn't said anything me either since our first conversation. Then again, we've been pretty quiet as to not attract attention. Even at night when camping in the forest in the dark (where the hunters would never see us), we still kept quiet. The silence bothered me, but on the plus side, Duke hasn't said anything either.

     We've travelled through neighborhoods, forests, highways, and fields to lose them and turn around, but it isn't working. We could head back to John's house, but I don't want to take the chance of bringing them with us. For the first time in a while, I don't have an answer. My only hope is that they'll get tired and leave or we may to go further out than I'd hoped. With four of us now, we need more food so we loot whenever we pass near buildings. I don't have to worry about Jane and Tim; looting, killing, and surviving are a daily route for them. Duke seems to be coming around as well. I was surprised at the small amount of soulless we came across. Tim wanted to kill them just in case they saw us, but I advised us to avoid them to create a few obstacles for the hunters.

     We stopped for the night and found a nice large wooded area. Duke's on watch. Jane's asleep against a tree and Tim is carving a spear with his knife. I decide to do a little experiment that I started back at The Hill; I was going to attempt to make a flash grenade, just in case we get cornered and need a diversion. Some of my "friends" back then liked to trade skills in making weapons out of common household things (just like Macgyver). That's how I learned to make the taser. I, myself, liked to experiment and learn new ways of making things. With the times being the way they are now, I never got the chance to build the flash grenade and I wasn't even sure it would work, but I decided it couldn't hurt. I got a piece of flint and tied in off with copper wiring to the top of a lighter. Once the flint got cherry red, I could throw it at the ground and the flint's collision with the ground would make a bright flash. Then again, it could also explode in my hand, but if I have no other option, I'll take the chance.

     I was just abut ready to take my shift when Tim leaned asked me, "why do care so much about bringing Jane to her father?"

     "For a few reasons; her father saved me and taking her home brings purpose to my life. Besides, home is where we all belong."

     I left for my post as Duke came back and in the mean time, I wrote this entry. The hunters haven't found us yet.

- Jack's Diary