Days seem longer and longer the more we go on. Days feel more dangerous as Risen get smarter and more intelligent to our methods, and there isn't a single thing we can do. We can change our methods but they always will adapt to them. Days are boring and lonely even with the group, and there's not much to do about it. Everyone usually reaches a breaking point and eventually loses there sanity, I guess I haven't yet, but I fear it will happen soon to me and my group. I'm always afraid to get near camps fearing that someone will shoot us down as soon as we make ourselves visible. I always wonder though if I have missed a great opportunity, or avoided a optional death. I try to build up the courage but fear always wins, but one of these days curiosity will kill the cat. Food is always a struggle, though water is hard to come by almost always. I try to conserve it but we always seem to indulge eventually and almost die from our stupidity. We hunt when we can, if we have the energy. We always fear someone will be hunting with us or for us and take a shot. Days get harder and harder, more Risen come to life, more animals die from infections and diseases, and I'm scared that I'll eat an animal with the infectious disease. What would they do If I died? What would happen if my sister and brother didn't have me? Would they keep fighting? Would the rest of the group abandon them? Would the rest of my group give up fighting and leave my siblings and give up themselves? I don't know...... only time will tell. The thing is, those are the normal boring days.
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Before We're Gone
Overig10 years after the apocalypse had begun, people that weren't strong enough for this world were already gone. Either killed by someone or by themselves. We follow a small group, traveling around the states before a large incendiary bomb wipes out lit...
