August
16, 2017
Well,
we've taken in another 10 more people. They sailed through the
vetting process with no issues. The group includes two married
couples, a pair of teenage siblings, and four single people. The
siblings, Sonya and Zach Parker, lost their father when it all
started and their mother two weeks ago, both to hordes of zombies.
One of the couples, Veronica and Sylvia Wilson, lost their 11 year
old daughter on the way. Since then, the four of them have been
comforting each other.
Their
group also includes a woman who was almost through getting a degree
in Anthropology. Her name is Ruth Powell and she has been collecting
all the notes, letters and journals they found on the way and since
they came from Virginia, they found a lot of them. She is going to
help me to organize all of the ones we now have and she is going to
help me set up the archive and keep it going. It's really wonderful,
since I have lots of other duties and have known I need a hand with
the archive for a few weeks now. Her help is going to be invaluable.
The
archive she had collected has doubled what I had here. Just glancing
through everything, I saw writings by housewives, students, teachers,
doctors, lawyers, really, every profession and every kind of person.
I'm looking forward to sitting down and reading all of them. Like
Ruth, I'm fascinated by what everyone went through, before the
pandemic, when the undead got to their area's, anything that was
experienced. Some day, this information is going to be really
important to any descendants that we have. Researchers will need to
know what happened to people in different areas, and like me, Ruth
made sure where each item was found, the date and time, were all
noted.
I
finally chose a letter and two journals to read through and found
very familiar stories. The details were different, of course. Where
it happened, the names of the people it happened to, how long after
the first reported outbreak did the pandemic reach the writer. But
the general story is pretty much the same. They knew what was being
reported, they all knew it would eventually get to where they were,
but most of them didn't get themselves prepared for anything. Then,
it got to them. Either a family member or a neighbor came in contact
with one of the undead, whether through work in the medical field or
out in their area.
That's
when the true fun began. Undead everywhere, people running out of
food, looting, murder, rape, kidnapping. Basically, every bad thing
anyone has every dreamed about doing but was stopped because of
society or the fear of incarceration. Lots of people went to the dark
side and those that didn't became prey. People's homes became armed
encampments and anyone not inside their home became the enemy.
The
three writings I chose all ended badly for the people involved. One
of the families were surrounded and out of food and water when the
last entry was written. Ruth said they found the whole family in the
attic with bullet holes in their skulls and torn apart by the undead
that got to their bodies in time for them to still eat them.
The letter was written by a woman who was a nurse and got bit by her neighbor. She wrote about what she went through, all her symptoms, everything right up until she wasn't able to write anymore. They didn't find anyone in the apartment where the letter was found, so we will never know if she killed herself before she turned or if she turned and wandered away.
The letter was written by a woman who was a nurse and got bit by her neighbor. She wrote about what she went through, all her symptoms, everything right up until she wasn't able to write anymore. They didn't find anyone in the apartment where the letter was found, so we will never know if she killed herself before she turned or if she turned and wandered away.
The
last journal was written by the mayor of a small town and showed the
transition his family and community went through with the coming of
the pandemic and how they continued to thrive. Ruth told me that they
found the journal in City Hall and the whole town was deserted. The
last entry said a horde was on the way and they were going to try to
evacuate as a group and find somewhere else to settle. I really hope
they made it.
Reading
the three writings really made me want to spend hours sitting and
reading about everyone else included in the archive. I just don't
have the time and will have to read them slowly over time. Ruth is
going to read the archive items I had already here and then start
cataloging them. She hasn't read all the writings she brought with
her, but we're going to organize in the trailer I was given for them
and once the new wall is done and people spread out, we're getting a
couple of rooms on the same floor as the library. I can't wait!
As a writer and artist, I appreciate
any readers and their comments. Thank you for taking the time to read
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