May
29, 2017
I
am so lonely. It's been ten days since Michelle killed herself by
walking out of the chapel and being eaten by the undead. Not the way
I would want to go. But the day before she died, she wouldn't even acknowledge reality. I don't know if she even saw the undead, or felt
what they did to her. She was just not there at all mentally and if
she hadn't walked out there and died, she might have just given up
and died in here.
I
don't know what to do anymore. Do I stay here by myself? I have
enough food and water to live comfortably here for at least a year.
But I think I'll go crazy here by myself eventually. But what else am
I supposed to do? The undead in this fort keep going back over the
walls, slowly, every day. It's still going to be months before enough
of them are gone so I can sneak out and go over the wall myself. I
don't know if I can keep my sanity that long.
But,
if I leave here, where am I supposed to go? The people who went to
that hotel all died. I'm pretty sure the soldiers who went out from
here looking for food are dead. I don't know if anyone out there is
even alive! Should I try to get out of the city? Go through the walls
where the zombies broke through? But then where do I go from there? I
have no idea where to go, but I bet there's now more zombies in the
city then outside the walls, so that seems like it would be the safer
bet.
I
had no idea how this was going to play out, otherwise, I might have
kept going and tried my luck out there. When the wall fell, I was
swept up with some of the people running from the undead and just
went with it, ending up here. I should've gone further, if I had kept
going I could've stayed ahead of the zombies until I found a better
place to survive. Instead, I came here, to the New Alamo. I can't
believe I'm still alive. I've lived through running from the zombies,
near starvation, being chosen as “cattle” and kept as food and
almost being eaten. I survived the fall of this place, and when the
others in the cattle pens were killed by the undead, I'd already been
taken by Samuel. He put us in a room attached his and killed and ate
one of us. Then, I killed him.
Now,
I'm alone and don't know what I'm supposed to do? I only have ten
bullets for the revolver Samuel had. I've found a bunch of machetes
and knives, so I can have my pick of them. I would need to find a way
to get some of the food and water over the walls, and then I'll need
to find transportation. If I remember correctly, there's still four
Army vehicles right outside the walls. Supposedly, the keys are in
all the ignitions. So, if I can get to one of them, I could drive it
away. At least, that's the beginning of a plan.
For
now, I'm going to have to wait for the undead to thin out. I'm going
to look around and see if there are some bags that I can pack some of
the food and water into. Then, I can try to sneak them over the wall
closest to the trucks and drop one or two a day until the majority of
all the supplies are ready to throw into the trucks. I could pull one
over to the bags and get them in the truck before leaving. I'll have
to keep them light enough so I don't have to struggle to carry them.
Wow, the ideas are coming now. I wonder what I can find. Hmmm....
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