Jack's Diary - Some Thinking - Day 90

*Morning*

            We’re on a dirt road headed toward a town or something. Something that has buildings. I’m not really paying that much attention to the where so much as how we’re getting there. I’m looking forward to walking on solid asphalt and cement again.

*Noon*

            That stupid fog just had to roll in again. We can’t see more than 10 feet in front of us, but Mike’s pretty sure we’re still headed toward our destination (I was more concerned with what will come out of the fog than us going into it). It’s like we’re in a Silent Hill game. Every so often, soulless would wander into our path and we’d beat them to death, or back to death, instead of shooting as to not attract more. At least there weren't a whole swarm of them. What’s worse though, there’s something very eerie about the silence that came with the fog. There are no animals making noises, not even birds chirping or the sound of crickets. I don’t get scared too often anymore, but this sure is bringing me close to that point.

*Afternoon*

            The fog cleared up enough to where it was only like smoke hanging on the air. Near the end, I could’ve sworn I saw someone in the distance. I even asked the others to verify, but they didn’t see it. Am I hallucinating? I hope so.

            We’re getting closer. By tomorrow, we will have reached the town or city.

*Evening*

            Mike’s looking for a spot for us to stop for the night. I must say, other than the creepy fog, I feel more peaceful though I’d be lying if I said there wasn’t anything bothering me. I don’t feel like writing it all down again.

            I do remember considering a while back splitting from the group. I can’t let that slip my mind, not after the horror I brought along with me. I guess when you think about it, when I joined up with Mike, I brought along my baggage and made them help carry it. That’s not right. As much as I’d like to stay, perhaps they’d be better off without a murderer. It appears I’ll have some thinking to do before we reach the town tomorrow.

- Jack’s Diary

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Day 44 - "No Ride Home" - Mike's Diary

     I sat in the tent with Jessie, Victor, and Lexi, waiting for Jack doing his "business" with the raider outside. He peeked his head into tent and signaled me that he was done. I went outside just to looked at the woman died, laid on the street. I walked up to the body and dragged, then dumped it in the ravine right across. I walked back towards Jack and stood there

     "You're a fucking monster. Should've just put a bullet through her head. You didn't need to torture her." I said, and he said nothing. I told him to get the others and pack up everything, I folded the other tents, and said "We're Walking." Everyone looked very upset about the situation, but we can't waste any time. So off we go, we started walking along the road single file, Me, Victor, Lexi, Jessie, and Jack at the very back. I was wondering whether we have to cut through the forest or follow the road.

       "We take the road, more craze, but more chance of getting a new vehicle. We cut through the forest, safer, but no ride. Take a vote." I said. Jessie, and Jack voted forest but the three of us voted the road, so we continued with our journey.

        4 hours have passed, and we finally found an abandoned RV, and I decided to open a camp there and to stay for the night. I told Jack to keep a look out and get on top of the RV, and Victor keep a look out on the ground while the rest of us are taking a break inside the tents. I'm writing this journal, the night is silence, no wind, no signs of life, and no conversation was made for the rest of the day. The birds, crows, gawks, then it the night stays silent once again.

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