My Journals 16-18

Zachary Seda – Indy Writer

 

My Journal #16 – 08/12/2215 – 12:04PM

 

It was awful to watch.

 

They were attacked at night by those things. At least they were able to escape. I guess miracles do happen. One of them though, the girl, she was scratched by the creatures. Pretty bad actually. I don’t know if that does anything to her and I really hope she is okay.

 

I wish I went with them. I wanted to run out of my hiding spot and escape from this hell, but I was sure there was nowhere else in this world that is unaffected. And if there is, it is only a matter of time.

 

I’m only here for my son. He is six. I can’t see him get the same fate as the others, as his father. I can’t stop thinking about John. I miss him so much. I wish I could find him, the creatures just dragged him away. I’m too afraid what will happen to me and my son if I go. I know that if he were me and I was him, he would keep our child safe rather then find me.

 

A few days after the attack on that group of three, I waited. Waiting and hoping it would be safe to check out that outpost for anything useful. It never had been. That group wasn’t the first to pass through. After the camp was attacked and everyone was taken away there were a few bunches of survivors that wandered in and never came out safe. Those creatures just wait, like they know the outpost was a bait for us humans.

 

I stay close because this is where I live. I watch these horrors all the time.

 

I made a move today after I built up courage to go down to the outpost to scavenge. I thought I would have some time since all the creatures I usually see there ran after that group of three. I found some food and first aids that should come in handy. I also found this recording device. It looks like it is a basic journal logging device. After reading and listening to some of the logs I can reasonably bet it belonged to that group.

 

There is no reason for me to write my own thoughts into their own logger, but I doubt they will ever come back and the device sort of helps me pass the time. Almost like a person I can talk to that isn’t just my son, who really hasn’t talked much after he watched his father get taken. I don’t blame him. It is so sad…. I just don’t know what to do.

 

I think I should follow that group of three in the other military jeep. I took the keys while I was down there so no one else could use it. That also makes me feel bad if someone were to need it suddenly and then get attacked because I took the keys. Then it feels like it was my fault. Kind of is…oh well, my son comes first. We need to get out of this town and try to find others to survive with.

 

I’m not prepared for this, I have no idea what to do.

 

Just cry, like now.

 

I think that is what we are going to do. I want to take my next chance to get out of this town. The next time someone distracts those creatures I’m going to take off with the jeep.

 

My Journal #17 – 08/20/2215 – 4:56AM

 

There has been no one at all. I don’t want to try and take the jeep until I feel sure the creatures are not in the area, and I just saw them two days ago, and another two days prior. I feel like they are constantly checking this area. They seem to be very organized.

 

We are almost out of food as well. I need to make a move soon. I just don’t know how to do it.

 

I can’t sleep. Every night I cry. Silent crying of course, I don’t need an alien coming in because of my crying. I can’t help it though, all this is too much for me. It’s too much for anyone I would guess. And seeing the military taken down so fast ruins any hope of beating this enemy. They are too quick and powerful.

 

Plan is the same, as soon as they are distracted, I’m taking my son and the last bit of food and leaving. Hopefully the car can go faster that the aliens. Hopefully there is gas in the tank…

 

My Journal #18 – 08/28/2215 – 5:12PM

 

 

I found it. It being a safe haven. Well at least I think so.

 

Another group entered that outpost back home and I took their attack, and sadly defeat, as my opportunity to sneak into the vehicle. My son and I were able to get into it successfully but the aliens heard us and were already at the jeep as we drove off.

 

I have never driven so fast before, easily going 200mph plus. We left the aliens in the dust. I just hope we don’t get followed.

 

After several days we finally found this place. There is a decent size group here at this apartment building. They have snipers at the top and other men with guns around. I don’t think any of them are actually military but they could be. I hope so. Otherwise I have a feeling they won’t be much help in fighting the aliens. I still feel safer being with more people than just my son and I. So far I have met-

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