Epidemics

part two

song of the chapter; new constellations,Ryn Weaver

Kane's P.O.V

I wake up,but I wake up and I forget about everything. We all have those moments. Those few seconds when you wake up and forget about everything. Forget where you are and forget what's even happening. I love that,but...

After five seconds you do realize where you are and what's happening.

I wake up and realize that I fell asleep inside of a truck. It was still light out,I would say it's about 8:00am maybe. I wouldn't know. I lost track of the time and date along time ago. If it was a Monday five years ago I would be in school learning about something. How crazy is that? I only got real education till I was in the eleventh grade. It doesn't make me stupid. My sister and I are really smart. My dad even taught me Math and some History when we were in hiding. It gave me something to do down there.

Before I do anything I go through my backpack and find the picture of my family. Scout,my mom,my dad,and I. All together. Smiling. Happy.

Looking at that picture is a habit of mine. I feel if I look at it so many times then they will come back. And everything will get better,somehow.

Keep calling me crazy 'cause I never learn.

I look outside from the window of the truck. Nothing unusual,there's no Gone in sight. They usually come out at night but it's not unusual to see them outside in the day. They're not vampires for God sake.

I sling my backpack over my shoulder and then I open the the door of the semi. I jump out. The bright sun shining bright. I still can't believe that I haven't found my sister.

I wonder if she wants to find me to. Is she even alive? I can't even guarantee that. What if I'm living for no reason? What if she's dead and there's no reason why I should be breathing. I haven't found the Reformers headquarters yet. It's far from my where my journey started. It was exactly 602 miles away.

They took my sister on a jet,all they way from Lebanon,Kentucky to Washington DC. The jet took the other ninety nine volunteers. The Reformers,well they're not Reformers. I believe they are the ones that are ruining our society. I thought about it...These Doctors,these Reformers,they are not what they say they are. They're the Epidemics.

Right now,I'm in a city. It looks like a semi-big city. I don't have any evidence to say what city I'm in. Buildings raided. The smell of death. A very foul smell. One thing that scares me. Big cities meant more Gone. More people trying to kill me. I guarantee that I'm going to find an infected here. Maybe more than one. Instead of having my handgun in hand,I held my M16. A very powerful assault rifle. It was my Dads.

He gave it to me, before he died. I had the handgun before that. My Dad taught us when my sister and I were both young how to defend ourselves. I learned how to shoot a gun and defend myself. My sister was different though. She didn't protect herself in the way that we did these days. She excelled in archery. Pretty much your perfect shot. She started archery at twelve years old...

I tried not thinking of my sister or my past life,I had to focus on where I was going. I'm heading toward the East. But in this huge ass city it's hard. It feels like I'm going in circles. And the stench just got worse. The smell of dead bodies. Lying around some face down and some staring right at you. It's disturbing. I try not to look.

I thought of a plan.

Mark where I've been. But how? I put backpack down,and looked through the old thing until I found a black sharpie. Hopefully this will work. On the sidewalk I put a huge K for my name. It marks me being there. The sharpie didn't work at all. You could barley see it. I looked through my backpack for something different. I looked until I found a roll of blue tape. Now this, this was what I need.