It's been five weeks in this hell hole now and people are scared, and I'm glad they are, maybe they're really starting to see this isn't the life that it was made out to be by David Quinn, our so called leader.
I haven't been lazy though, the fact that someone wants to rebuild a community of course I've helped out as best I can doing small odd jobs that I can do, with heavy lifting and luckily I was shown to have potential with a firearm in a small shooting game on a fun day we had to up the hopes of everyone. What they don't know is how much I have truly used a firearm in my lifetime, but then with my skill with weapons, I've been teaching the new guard recruits how to shoot and in return I've been learning martial arts, Aikedo and Karate from the head of Security, Ben.
Ben's a nice man actually, he has mainly black hair with small bits of grey coming through at the sides. He also has peircing blue eyes and slight stubble around his face.
Ben and myself have become quite good friends over the past few weeks which is very good, whats not good to have someone so powerful on my side. He doesn't lie when it comes to his opinion and even he see's that David has lost it, he's in no state to lead us anymore, he's become more of a dictator than anything. He's drunk with power and is pretending to be a king, a king on a throne of fault.
Last week there was a large crowd of people gathered in the courtyard in front of the black building so I advanced on it hearing shouting coming from every mouth in the cluster. I got their too late though all I remember was seeing the rope around his neck and the next moment the loud snap of his bone snapping of dislocating from his body. You could see it in those eyes he died instantly, they were staring blanking into thin air as his body very slowly starting to spin in the wind on the end of that rope.
I didn't know his name nor his reasons for ending his own life but he was a good man, we're all good men at heart here really, It's Mr Quinn up there in his fortress. That is the only man here with a truly tainted heart.
Sitting on this rock in the mist once more I lift out my hands before my eyes feeling the damp air against my skin which feels almost relaxing in some weird messed up way as my clothes have been wet for over a week now.
I've claimed this rock that I sit on, well In my mind I have anyway as no one but me, Bill and Eddy sit on it.
They're my two new found allies who I've come to trust over this short time. I can tell they're both authentic by how close they have been to me the whole time and their opinions on everything being the exact to mine.
Bill was in the military before here and Eddy was a doctor. They seem to be the only two categories of work people come across these days, military or medicine. I guess I'm more military than medicine. I'm not saying I'm not intelligent because I know I am but I just have a way with weapons, like I was born to be good with them, it just feels right hold them in my hands, as if it's actually part of me.
Neither of them have hair, well Eddy has a little bit but not enough to call hair, it looks more like stubble on his shiny head.
"I don't know how much longer I'm gonna last here, Dimitri" Bill directs at me with a weak tone of voice.
I glance at him for a few seconds, he's looking even worse than usual now with his skin turned pale white with a small tint of blue to it.
Bill's been ill for about 2 weeks now and we thought he was starting to get better the past few days but today he's seemed to have gone downhill once again, Eddy thinks it could be hypothermia as Bills showing the symptoms with constant shivering and mental confusion, he keeps asking where Maria is which we believe was his wife, Eddy is almost sure he has hypothermia from being in these wet clothes for way too long and has gotten too cold slowly over time, but he cannot be sure without a thermometer to check his body temperature. All we can really do is keep him warm as best we can, we took a blanket out from the laundry for him before leaving our sleep station and getting locked outside for work.
BINABASA MO ANG
Pandora's End
Kinh dịAfter the nuclear war with North Korea I truly have no idea how there is any trace of man kind left on the planet. But those who died during that battle that lasted no longer than a few hours were the lucky ones. They were subjected to instant death...
