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| 16 Mar 2012 08:50 PM |
My name is Z. Just Z. Spelled Z. Not Z-E-E. I was born in the year 2014, twelve years before the apocalypse. three years ago. My parents died, my brother died. Right now we're hiding. I use we because I have three people with me. Joshua, 13; Mont, 12; and Michael, 14; We're hiding from the Clan, a group of people who believe that this was God's punishment, and it's their job to try to recruit people or kill those who refuse. But no one wants to join them, particularly children. I'll get into that later. Right now we're holed up in a house, who was apparently owned by some nut who was doomsday prepping. I don't know where he went, but his name was Jacob. Jacob had a small desalination unit, but the ocean is so polluted that it's useless. But he had been busy. We have a huge cellar committed only to firearms, ammunition, water, and canned goods. We're lucky that it's holed up in a cellar instead of a garage. The foundations of the house are still there, so we have a inconspicuous shelter. Unfortunately, infrared should find us just fine. But the Clan is onto our trail, I know it. Last week a helicopter locked onto us, but stopped following us for a refuel, I suppose. I know they sent a scout, though, so I'm especially careful. One of us is always awake, watching carefully. I've made sure of that. |
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| 16 Mar 2012 09:03 PM |
| OK, this is good, you should do more, but I'm thinking you will explain later what kind of apocalypse? |
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| 16 Mar 2012 09:08 PM |
| Yes, I am definitely explaining more. |
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| 16 Mar 2012 09:22 PM |
| I popped open a bottle of water, laying down on a green sleeping bag after my watch. I had been sitting at the usual spot, right where the cellar door was. This way, I could duck out of sight if necessary. Joshua took up the watch as I finished my water. We each got 2-3 bottles a day. When we ran out of supplies, we planned to torch the place to remove any trace of ourselves. It was quite common for houses to be burnt during the riots of 2026. I was disappointed as I closed my eyes. Everyday I hope to wake up from this nightmare in a comfortable bed, my mother waking me up for school. Every day I'm disappointed. |
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