We were able to get out of Polk County just fine after that. We had spent that night at the other end of the barricade series. Set up just like we did the night before: under a ledge and using the items we dug out to create a wall. At this point we had run out deer and needed to fill up on water. We found a nice little woodland area in the next county where there was a waterfall running clear and some wildlife that was still healthy.
We split into four groups: hunters, gatherers, water collectors, and gear washers. We only had three people on the hunting group so that we were to cause a minimum disturbance. We were in the woods for only two hours, and not before long we had enough food and water for the next five days. We had killed a deer, three rabbits, and five squirrels. The gatherers collect pounds of black berries and razzberries, mint, sourdough leaf, and wild onions. It might not seem like it could feed us for five days straight up, but we are able to ration by making soups.
We continued our hike through Rutherford County. This might have been the smallest county ever, but it was also the hardest. The terrain was all staggered and there was seldom a flat surface to walk along. The roads were cracked and tree limbs were scattered across them. This county seemed to be hurt the worst.
We had barely gotten to the top of a hill when we had heard the scream. This one was that of a human, not a zombie. Being the son of a Marine, I had one thought: run towards it.
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Escape of Western (North Carolina I)
AcciónThis is a continuation of my Henderson book series. Every place and person mentioned in here is real. This is meant as a fun way to get creativity out. If you choose to make fun of this kindly go and choke on a dick. I want to thank KaonComics for h...
