Day 3

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I woke up pretty early today, couldn't sleep too much on my mind. There is still way too much to do. I need to set up the fence, start worrying about getting something to eat and drink and this is the kicker finding away to protect this place enough so if another bomb goes off I won't get crushed by the wooden beams and sheet metal. The wood that might not be so bad but sheet metal is sharp! If that falls fast enough and all at once I wouldn't live past 5 minutes without the right medical supplies. In case it wasn't obvious enough it would give me a cut so deep I'd be swimming in pools of my own blood, or would I be bathing in my own blood? Eh, I don't know not sure if it matters all that much. Both sound pretty mortifying......I'm gonna go put up the fence now.

Okay defenses are all set up only took me about an hour so there is still plenty I can do but I usually only try to accomplish one thing per day. Crap, why did I think that setting up my defenses would take all day all I had was a roll out fence and a shed to build. How long could that have possibly taken? Idiot! Okay so what else do I need well I should probably make a list.

Food

Water

Weapons

Friendship, Hah silly child you don't have any friends.

Okay so food shoprite I guess?
Water I know how to make myself just need to somehow get Hydrogen heated without it exploding in my face and in order to do that I need a way to measure the amount of oxygen in my little air. No it's too risky, I might as well just stick with water bottles for now. There is a couple lakes around but I'd have to be an idiot to get it from there I would need an incredibly complex filtration system. Calm down that's not even a problem for another three days for me and about 2 weeks for my Snake Plant. So I'm not sure just how much water I base line need because all I ever hear about when it comes to that is how long you can go without it not how much you actually need. Man what I would kill for a Google Search right now. Well enough talking about it I know what needs to get done so let's get this over with shall we? Who knows I might not be the only survivor around and I could try to check off magical number 4 from my checklist. Then again if there not friendly I could receive a nice "friendly" air quotes. Bullet to the head. So I think I might end up starting with weapons. Where can I go to get weapons in this small little burrow of mine. I have a hatchet down stairs at my grandma's it's more of an outdoor tool then a weapon but hey it's sharp. Then again I don't want to see the bodies of loved ones and William yes I call my step grandfather William long story that I would have gotten to had I been able to turn 16 without the world blowing up in my face. Instead I'm writing this down in a little Notebook to keep me from going insane got to step into that Kain The Chronicler role. I guess my friend Gabe's house has weapons like a lot of them and we're not as good of friends so if I see the corpse fuck it, Who cares he died neutral.
I grabbed my stick I made from a bit of wood that split off it was about a 10 foot support beam now it's a 5'10 walking stick. Duct taped on my respirator grabbed my trusty backpack and for the first time since I built it left the grave. Yes I call my little makeshift shelter a grave let me explain.
It's a 10 foot hole in the ground. Need I say more?
I don't have a ladder but I do have a giant rope that was around the support beams I didn't think I was going to need it. Good thing I did because I forgot to build an exit in this thing. I made my way to Gabe's house walking through the ruins of my old neighborhood the park was the hardest to see, imagine a Lego set that just got smashed with a mallet by that one guy who's secretly a sadist and just wanted to see you breakdown and cry so he can laugh at your tears and take pleasure in your suffering. That was this playground for me but jokes on you it's so hot in this thing I can't tell if it's sweat or tears. Probably both. I finally get myself to walk to Gabes thank God he lives before my friend Evan's house because I wouldn't be able to pass his ruins just yet. So here is all I know about Gabe my brother went over to his house for Halloween and he said their were weapons every where in his room. Now of course no shocker when I got their his house was mostly in ruin I'm surprised I get to say mostly because most of the other houses in this area are nothing but piles of rubble. Now to do some Fallout Style searching and looting. I slowly rubbed my hands together when all the sudden I got smacked right in between my eyes I heard a loud cracking sound coming from my nose as I fell to the ground. As I looked up into the sky the bright shinning yellow sun glimmered in my eyes as I gave myself a final reflection of what I've done which wasn't much I had survived 3 days. Only 3, wow that is....that's just sad.

Before I closed my eyes for the last time a black figure with a baseball bat blocked my sunlight I only saw his face for about half a second but I know that face anywhere. I attempted to mutter some form of coherent speech.

Sean?

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