Day One

July 21st 2013

July 21st 2013

If someone would have told me that getting down this bloody mountain would be more difficult than the trek up it I am sure I would have hid somewhere else…Perhaps underground.  I am not even a quarter of the way down and it is already night fall.  I was going to camp on the ground, that way I could start a fire but with no cave my fire would have drawn attention to whatever lurked in the forests.  I wish I only had to be worried about bears and mountain lions. I am sure I could take them down easily or hide with some prevail. However, I am sure that there must be the beasts roaming near these woods especially with the charcoaled villages down below.  I might be able to fight one of the beasts off, if it came too it, but with the way they travel in packs. I would be dead before I could even flinch a muscle to run. I assume that I may be able to out run one or maybe even two of them…. Most packs have a minimum of 5. I wish they were not as smart as they are. If they were a little less absent minded I would be able to spot, run and avoid. Truly, they are very intelligent and very calculating. They have strategies and way of communicating that makes it difficult to understand. Many humans would not even be able to gather what I do about them.

  I guess I must mention it for anyone who finds this, that I am not a normal human. Given my fathers present day attempts I should not be a surprised as I am with his past. Of course he messed with my genetics…with my mother dying at my birth, who was there to stop him. I didn’t realize this until the day I start to run. Maybe a little bit before…when the beasts started to appear in the lab. I could feel them and even understand what they were saying. I continued to notice things changing, little by little. So why my father, I am sure, considered me a genetic failure I was growing stronger every day.  I didn’t confided in him, a feeling told me to run from him. I was never sure why I was so uneasy around my father…Not until he started messing with the beast. Then I knew exactly why I was so repulsed to be around him. What he was doing should have been impossible…he was creating disgusting genetic creatures that should never be allowed to roam the earth…this includes myself.  Now I must quit writing even though there is so much to tell. Sunrise I start down this bloody mountain again.

Z