Yesterday, we were still in the post office when I heard loud rumbling. I knew it was either a big vehicle or a bunch of smaller ones so I called Jenna and we ran up onto the roof. From down the block, I could see a bunch of motorcycles and a couple of trucks pulling trailers. The men looked really rough and dirty. I didn't see any women in their group until a curtain moved on a trailer going by. She was naked and bruised and I knew that I didn't want them anywhere near Jenna. I bet I will have nightmares about it.
I pulled her down closer to the roof so no one would see us. The moaners down below stopped pounding on the walls and turned to shuffle after the new source of food. We stayed low and went back inside. I looked out the front and Jenna went to check the back. We grabbed the supplies and slipped out a back door and down the street to an alley that would get us back to the truck. I was praying that they didn't decide to look in it and take it with them. We would have been screwed if they had.
It took them about minutes to rumble by and we had hidden ourselves at the end of the alley nearest our ride. The moaners were streaming down the street following the sounds of the biker gang. We had to wait next to a rotten, smelly dumpster to hide our smell of living flesh and wait another 15 minutes for the street to clear enough to go for our vehicle. I had Jenna stay in the alley and cover me while I ran for the truck. She had go take out five moaners for me and I jumped into the unlocked truck, slamming the door behind me. I rammed the keys into the ignition and put the truck in gear all in one move. I ran over a couple of the undead backing out of the spot and squealed the tires turning over their smeared corpses. Jenna jumped into the bed of the truck and I got us the hell out of there.
I didn't follow the biker gang, thankfully they were headed north west while we were heading to the Denver International Airport. We got out of Fort Morgan and made it another few miles before we stopped to check the supplies in the truck. We hadn't been able to see it from the post office, so I had no idea if anyone had gone through it. It was all there, which was a relief, even the firearms and ammo. We had brought as much as we could from the post office because we had a lot of food already, but ammo is too important to pass up. It is going to be the currency of the world we found ourselves living in.
It feels so good to not be stuck in that building anymore. I know that Jenna was going to start going through the boxes in the mail bay, but I let her know we will look for a bookstore or library on the way to the airport. I am hoping for one myself because I would love to find some useful how to books. I always thought there would be more time to learn about things like solar or wind energy. There were lots of things I was going to have to learn if I was going to survive in this new world and especially if I want to keep Jenna alive as well. Even if the airport is still secure, there was more than likely not going to be power or running water. That is something that will have to be figured out. I don't know anything about generators or how to store power once you collect it. I am going to really have to look for a store or library. Now that I think about it, there are a lot of subjects that I am going to have to brush up on. Shit, looks like I was going to be doing a lot of reading in the near future.
We found a clearing off the road and decided to stay there for the rest of the afternoon and night. Today, we are going to head, once again, for the Denver International Airport. It is starting to feel like we are in a Twilight Zone episode and are always going to be trying to get to the airport, but will never get there.
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