Jenny and I have gotten onto a schedule of searching apartments every other day. We have worked our way up to being able to search at least four each time. We decided it is better to know what is available in the towers instead of assuming it will be available to us later. We have almost filled the room we are using as storage and all the closets in our apartment, too. We have enough on hand right now to last the two of us around three months at our pre-pandemic calorie intake. Neither of us have eaten that much in weeks, so I think it would last us at least another month on top of that.
I know that Jenny used to laugh at me for watching all the prepping shows and trying to be prepared. Now, she is really happy about it. I have taught her a lot of what I learned before this all started and she has been showing me some of the medical knowledge that she has. Mostly easy stuff, like stitches or putting in an I.V. line. She says it's just in case something happens to her and she ends up needing my help. I think it makes her feel better being able to teach me something that will be useful. The first couple of weeks, she was really out of her element. Jenny is one of those people that control as much around them as they can to give a feeling of control over things out of your control. I know that she felt helpless and had no idea what we should do next. I had to lead her around, almost by the hand, and show her what to do.
I know that she was in shock. She had spent so many years working towards her goal of being a doctor, like Dad. Then it was all gone. School, hospitals, all of it. It took her brain a bit to adjust, but once she made the switch in her mind, she got better at being here and doing what we have to do. She has had nightmares since the night we killed that man. It was against everything that she has always believed and she has a lot of guilt over it. I keep telling her that there is nothing else we could have done, except die. Hopefully, she will realize this in time.
We took the stairs down to where the towers come from the base of the building to look and see how bad it is down there. All the windows are gone on the ground floor but someone was able block the base off from the towers. That is why the stairs have remained clear for us to get between the floors. We made our way outside where the pool is and walked around to see the streets using binoculars. It looked like a parade was going on out on the street. The amount of the undead walking around aimlessly was overwhelming. We saw what happens when they hear something and become more animated when a dog was chased down the sidewalk.
We had been looking around for about an hour. The undead were just standing around, not deliberately moving, just milling around. They were not making any noise of their own, either.This was weird because all of the ones we have come across have made this awful sound. We were just starting to whisper about how quiet they were being when we heard the dog barking from a ways off. By the time he had come into sight, all of those in front of our building were turned and headed towards the sound and starting to make the moaning sound we were used to hearing. We watched the undead trying to catch the dog with no coordination left in their limbs and got a small chuckle out of it. Now, we have stopped talking about leaving the towers because we know how much we would be facing just to get out of the building.
Four months of supplies does not seem like very prepared anymore. Watching the zombies in the street was what made us set a schedule. It makes me feel better keeping to our schedule because if either of us get hurt, we need to have food and water in our apartment for however long we would have to recover. It is just not safe for one of us to go scavenging by herself. We found that out when we came across the guy who tried to kill us and also when we found the four zombies in one apartment.
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