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Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Mike's Diary Day 68 - Where were we? Oh right.

         Okay where were we? It's been along time, since I haven't written down anything on my journal (only 1 day). Yesterday, it took me a long time to plan our strategies in case the valors come unexpectedly, but no worries, I'm almost done.

          I woke up this morning. Well, Moses woke me up. He asked me where Jack is, and I told him that I don't know and that I'm going to find him today with the other search parties. I got off of my bed, headed directly to the washroom, washed my face, and looked into the mirror. I stared on my own reflection for a good 5 minutes. The water was dripping down my face, my eyes look weary. Why us? Why ? I'd rather be living in my life several months ago before this thing all started. I'd rather play video games about a post-apocalpytic era than being in one. I stopped staring, dried my face with my towel, and headed outside. First thing first, eat! I haven't eaten a full meal since I don't know how long ago. I walked towards the kitchen, and there Victor and Jess were cooking breakfast.

          Smelled really good to be honest. What was it you asked? It was squirrel. Yes, in this age of desperation, we eat what we can get. I didn't want to eat it, but it's better than starve yourself to your death, so I ate it. Tasted like rabbit meat, a bit tough to chew though, but other than that, it filled me up for the rest of the afternoon. After I ate, I gathered five people to go with me in a search for Jack (Julie is one of them). I gave each one of them a gun, and a blunt weapon, and I told them that we should NEVER use guns on craze unless we are cornered. They nodded, though I'm still worried that one of them will chickened out and pull out his gun and fires. Anyways, off we went to find Jack.

           We were in a truck. Well, they were in a truck, whereas Julie and I were on the motorcycle that we found yesterday, just before we got back to base. It's a great experience to ride one actually. Feels like nothing I've ever felt before. The wind breeze hitting on my face, and also the adrenaline rush when you accelerate fast enough that it can no longer go much faster. Anyways, enough with that motorcycle riding experience. During the trip, the first place that I thought of was the city that we were just in yesterday. That's where most of the supplies are, and if he goes somewhere far and deep into the jungle, Jack is not so smart after all. We arrived at the city, and didn't know what to do. If we scream, or yell, craze will come, and it'll also attract bastards like the valors. After a while, we decided to shoot a flare up into the air hoping that Jack is not more than 5 miles away from our location. After firing the first flare, we proceeded our way up to a building's roof, where it's nearly impossible for craze to go up there. I've set up two sniper posts, Danny was on the left, and his twin Daniel was on the right. We camped there, just in case if Jack sees the flare, he could possibly notice that we're looking for him.

              Boom, the second flare went off 2 hours after the first one, and still nothing. I don't know where he is, but we only have 3 flares left for him to see. The night is approaching, more and more craze are coming out, so obviously we don't want to risk our lives by going down there and going back to the base. The best thing that we can do now is wait and hope for the best. If Jack isn't anywhere near us, we will proceed our way, possibly to the next city, which is only 25 minutes of bike ride. With that said, it's my turn now to watch the base on the sniper post. Julie is going to accompany me on the other side (I doubt she can use that sniper rifle, but oh well.)

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