The Art of Death Vol I

Chapter 47

A few days later we ended up in New Orleans. We were back on track. Again, it was getting dark so we decided to find a place to stay. Eventually, we found a small apartment. We were going to wait overnight for it. The apartment like usual was a dump. But at least it was a place we could stay in the meantime. Me and her have yet to talk about our feelings for each other, since all the shit that goes down in the world, we both forgot to. I needed to find the right time anyways to show her how I felt. 

"Well this place is small," Naomi said. It was. There was a small kitchen to the right of the entrance, a bathroom beyond the kitchen, and only one bedroom. All were destroyed. This place was void of any life, including Beasts, so it was a perfect opportunity to stay here. We ended up putting the horse in that bedroom. It was a perfect place for him. This entire place was quiet and peaceful. We looked around for a bit, and I found a radio. It still worked too... Where you could tune in and listen to music back in the day I guessed. 

"Hey Naomi, look!" I eagerly called her over. She came over and leaned down over my shoulder. 

"Oh, cool... Uh what is it?" Naomi questioned. /

"It's a radio, see! Back in the day people used to listen to music on this thing!" I explained. Then I decided to turn on the radio just for fun. 

I turned the knob a little. Alls I got was static, or nothing. Then a loud beep came on, then I heard someone speak, "Anyone out there?! Any survivors? Anyone? If there is any please come to the Sky Hotel in New Orleans. You can't miss it. It's a huge building. PLEASE! We need help!" Then the voice cut out into static as fast as it came on. That was weird. I guess that meant we would check it out, but come prepared for anything. Who knows what could happen?

"Oliver, we need to go to that hotel," Naomi advised me.

"I agree. Maybe we could trade supplies and help out with whatever they need," I agreed. However, this meant we had to be prepared. We don't know if this person is a murderer or not. 
"We will go tomorrow!" I told her. 

She looked at me for a second, then spoke, "What if this camp doesn't exist?" What? Where did that come from all of a sudden?

"Where did that come from all of a sudden?" I questioned her.

"Well. I've been thinking about a lot of things lately. What if this camp we are travelling across America and into Old Canada is gone? What if it doesn't exist? What if it fell and collapsed like Rain's group did?" She expressed. There was a difference. Rain's group collapsed because they refused to fight. The only person that was allowed to have any type of weapon was well, Autumn. But look at how far that got her. She didn't bring the gun with her. She didn't believe in killing Beasts and brainwashed over a hundred people, including Rain, to follow her bullshit beliefs. Because no one was allowed to fight back, the place got attacked by adrenaline junkies, who in turn won and blew the place up. 

"Well that's because they didn't have any defenses. They didn't believe in killing Beasts and no one had a gun except Autumn. Even when she died only Rain had a gun. They fell because of the Junkers Naomi," I explained.

"I know. But what if this place is the same? Even if they weren't, what if they did fall from being attacked?" She questioned.

"Well, we can only hope they are still there," I replied. Hope wasn't real. I just bet this camp would exist. Besides, if we don't take our chances, who knows? It may or may not exist but we can certaintly find out.

"Well... I guess so. Just don't get your hopes up. We don't even know the exact location of the place," She responded. She was right about that. We needed to figure that out, but we will cross that bridge when we get to it. I wasn't going to worry about it now.

"We will figure it out when we get to it," I stated.

"Well, I guess so," She whispered. She may have been questioning it, but I wasn't going to give up. We've gotten to far to turn back now. Besides, we had other things to worry about. Like tomorrow, we will find that Hotel. Just like with the hotel, we were giving our chances to a roll of the dice, and we could only hope the numbers would come out to our favor. As long as it wasn't odd numbers, we would be fine.