Showing posts with label a walk. Show all posts
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Saturday, March 22, 2014
Friday, November 1, 2013
Mike's Diary - Day 38th Just Another Day in Paradise
By IM7:59 PMa walk, abandoned, adventure, adventure story, alternate, beautiful dark story, blocked, close calls, Lexi, recruit, road, story, survival, zombies
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After that long journey that we had to make yesterday, we were exhausted (mentally and physically). I ended up staying at the base, it doesn't feel so good just staying in this small, dirty, dusty room with cracked windows that are covered by wooden boards. I want to help the others, but my body is telling me not to.
I get up out of my bed staggering, my whole body is shaking. I walk outside into a hallway covered with gray walls, dull, and dead, and I put much effort to go to Jack's room and see how he's doing. He was still asleep so I just left a note for him on his nightstand beside the mini lamp. "I'm sorry for making you promise something that's almost impossible. I just care a lot about Lexi and I didn't want her or you to get hurt. Thank you, go get some rest and keep the area safe, we're running out of supplies so I figured on going alone, hence we need more people to help out with base and our barricades. Go meet my brother Moses, he'll tell you what to do. One more thing, don't tell Lexi that I'm going alone, I don't want her to be in any danger. - Mike"
I walk then to Lexi's room and she's not in it, then I heard footsteps in the hallway. It's Jess, she was just wanted to tell me that Lexi is going to the barn with the other kids, so I left. I took a dagger with me, a water bottle, backpack, a handgun with a suppressor attached to it, and a spare clothing. I went with Madison (my favourite horse of all in the barn) and off I go to scavenge for more supplies. There is something odd today, the road is really quite, no signs of craze, the wind breeze blows across my face, when suddenly I see fire burning down a building (how? I thought to myself). I rush towards it, and I saw an old guy trying to get away from the craze. As I approached him, he sees me and asks for help, so I did.
After the perimeter was clear, I pointed my gun at this guy, and asked
"Did you get bite?"
"No" he said, "I swear to my mother's grave."
"Tell me your story!" I demanded
"I got separated from the group" (who would've thought. I think to myself ), then he continued "I swear, do you have a base? Mind if I join your group?"
"You do anything stupid, this gun will be up your mouth. Yes I do have a group, what does that mean? more stomach to feed since I just met another survivor few days ago."
"What's his name?" he asked
"Why do you care?"
"Jack."
"You know him? Well this about to get real interesting. I'll ask Jack who you really are, I don't believe you truly yet." I said.
We took off then with Madison back to our camp, everything went very smoothly when suddenly the road that was empty now is blocked by tons of craze. I tried going around and it didn't work, and I started to worry. I tried to distract them and so I could find alternate alley ways, they were also blocked. I'm going to be out of base for a night, I hope they won't worry too much about me. I took a long way down town with this guy, his name is Keral, and we made a camp.
"Let's go back to base tomorrow" I said
"No need to hurry, your name?"
"Michael. I go with Mike."
"So how many of you are in that base?"
"You'll see it tomorrow. Now we have to go on a shift, 4 hours sleep, 4 hours guard."
"I'll guard first." He said
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Jack's Diary - Day 36, October 23th 2013
By Michael W7:10 PMa walk, jack, Jess, John, life, memories, Mike, shed, The Hill, walls
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I haven't been
able to sleep in over a day now. The images and sounds keep repeating like a
record in my head. At least when the Hill was overtaken, I wasn't nearby to see
and hear everything and a number of people got away. Now, I hear the screams and
taunting words and even when I can dismiss them, the crackling of fire burns in
the back of my mind. I was supposed to meet everyone hours ago, but I just
couldn't. I found a shed they use for storing supplies and sat in one of the
back corners. You might find it strange that I haven't just run off by now. It
probably would've been easier to just jump the gate and keep running until I
fell to my knees from exhaustion. There's nothing that binds me to stay here,
but I do so anyway. Mike saved my life and even if I feel like dying, I will
pay him back. There's also the reason that I have nowhere else to go. I'm not
going back to John to tell him his only daughter is dead; it's better that he
should remain in the dark and only believe me to be dead. This base also has a
lot that The Hill didn't and I may be able to help this place become near
completely self-sufficient.
The sun was
pouring in through the small window and I knew I couldn't stay still any longer
so I went to find Mike. I was pretty sure he thought I'd run off by now. Before
leaving, I happen to glance at some of the medicines they had in stock. There
were sleeping pills, Advil, pills for constipation, and some type of pills to
reduce fatigue called Provigil. I'm not a drug user, but I was very tempted to
take a hand full of them before walking out the door, but I didn't.
I took a good
long walk around the base. It helped to quiet my memories a little. I decide to
examine what the base had to offer to distract myself. The fortified walls were
decent (much better than what we had at The Hill). There were several large houses
and buildings to be used as homes and plenty of storage spaces for food,
medicine, guns, and other things. The people who walked by me had a complex
look on their face, possibly questioning who I was since they'd never seen me
before. I was expecting someone to pin me against the wall or stab me. I
suppose a cautious community is a safe community. After walking around for so
long, I thought I'd see a water purification system or cropland, but I didn't
see any of that. It's possible I could have passed them by, but if they were
lacking these things, it would be important to have them for the future.
Mike eventually
saw me, questioning what happened to me.
"Just needed
to clear my head," I told him.
He took me to his
house on the base and it was there I met his friends or perhaps
"family" is a better word for them. His brother and his cousin Victor
were out doing something else at the time, but I did meet Greg, Danny, and Lexi
(the girl seemed to be really attached to Mike). It'd been a while since I'd
seen young kids since they're usually the first to get picked off. They were
all welcoming and friendly to me. Then, I heard the front door open and I
turned around. Mike introduced me to Jess, the older brother of Greg. It was at
that moment that I frozen. Even for how young she was, her face looked so much
like Jane that I felt the images and sounds flooding back into my mind, like
someone had just cut open a freshly sealed scar.
"Uhhh, are
you alright?" Jess asked.
I probably had a
weird look on my face, twisted with pain and fright. At that point, I just left
saying, "I have to go."
I stormed out the
door with the sound of someone else following. I was at least 20 feet away from
the house when Mike caught up and turned me around, "What the hell is your
problem?!" he asked.
"None of
your concern," I said. I turned to walk away, but he grabbed my arm.
"No way. You
tell me what the hell that was all about. Jess was trying to be nice to you and
you blew her off!"
"You weren't the one who lost everything!
I lost three of my friends yesterday so I think I'm entitled to act a little
strange, don't you think?!" I pulled my arm loose and turned away.
"Where're
you going?" he asked.
"Don't
worry. I'm not leaving... I'm just going for a walk."
I walked around
the rest of day aimlessly, fighting off the past. When night came, I went back
to the storage room and sat in the corner again. I haven't eaten in a while and
I still can't sleep. I wished I had explored more. Perhaps I could've found
something to play some music to calm me. I suppose humming some will have to
suffice.
- Jack's Diary






