The Diary of Zartoon

ENTRY 12

ENTRY 12

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I spent the afternoon checking the Zartoon and the Humans in the Zartoon city. They were lucky. The blast was not strong enough to do any real damage which was a surprise to me. I figured that there would be some with radiation poisoning, but no one was sick. Still, I had Pandorica get the word out for everyone to make a drink out of charcoal from the many fires around town. I wasn't 100% sure that it would do any good, one of the hybrids had suggested it, and I vaguely remembered having heard it somewhere myself, so maybe, just maybe, there would be some truth in it.

After that I went to a storage area looking for what the Zartoon called a land traveler, I had seen some of the Zartoon using them a couple of days before. I didn't know how they worked or what to do to keep them going, but I needed transport. There was something I wanted to do... something I needed to do.

Anyway, I went down and "borrowed" one of the travelers. The controls were pretty much like my motorcycle at home. So, I hopped on and drove out of the shop, past the city gates and into the desert. I could feel the cold air against my cheek as I saw the speedometer pass 100 and then 150. I didn't know what the measurements were, but I knew that I was flying.

In the distance, I could see a plume of solid black smoke that almost blacked out the sun. Thank God that the moons were out because they gave me enough light to travel safely. I adjusted my course to head toward the smoke, and then it was just holding on and letting the machine do the rest.

The trip had taken about two hours before I got to the site. It was a small town. Going by the size of it, there were maybe five or six hundred who lived there, but now they were just burnt bodies that looked like if you touched them, they would crumble into dust. I could see the bodies of Zartoon men, women and children and an equal number of Human and hybrid bodies. The thing that shook me the most were the mothers who were burnt holding their babies in their arms. It was just so sad seeing all of that life destroyed in less than a second.

I couldn't look at the buildings, to tell the sad truth, there was not one building left standing. They were either melted into slag or blown away in the wind.

I was so devastated by all that I had seen that I was crying when I got back on the traveler, revved up the engines and started back to the city. I had no idea why these people had to die and what hatred caused it, but there was nothing I could do so I gunned the engines and left the town as fast as I could.

My only thought on the way back was that those people were innocent. They didn't look like they were hurting anyone.They were just needless deaths, wasted lives to soothe someone's bigoted hatred and fear.