We have begun our trek. I'm posting to you from a small restaurant. We were able to travel about 30 miles today. There were so many slack jaws. It had actually been days since I had seen one. I most of them are in the final stage of degeneration. We also haven't seen any survivors. Yet today we quickly re-initiated into this savage world. when we arrived at the diner in which we now reside.
We had run out of energy on our kart. so we had to roll them for 3 miles before we found a place we could lock down. We had brought with us a set a human powered generators. Ratio designed them for us. The way they work is through a spring loaded pulley you hook up the device to any firmly secured pole or from a banister and pull the ripcord. The spring then pulls the ripcord back doubling the energy produced. I found our temporary fort, and started setting up the generators, when we heard A noise coming from the kitchen. We were all very surprised when we heard it because we had already cleared the building.
I went into the kitchen to find it was just a rat that had knocked over some dishes. I decided to see if there were any provisions we could use. when I noticed a note on the walk-in fridge. It read " We were all bitten. We ask if found please dispatch us. We didn't have the strength to do it ourselves. If possible please bury us. Our names a DOB's are Arthur Doyle July 19th, 1963, Rebecca Doyle August 25th, 1961, and Annie Doyle February 9th 2006. We will spend out last moments praying that your lives won't end like ours." He signed and dated 03/23/13. I realized it was today. I quickly opened the door. I thought if I could get them out we could bring them with us. but what I found was not pretty. Their daughter had already turned and killed them. I stood there shocked not knowing what to do. She looked up and charged me. Before I knew what I was doing she had hit the ground, and I smelled the thin wisp of smoke from the muzzle of my gun. I crumbled to the ground and screamed "NOOOOO!".
Hearing me the rest of the group rushed in to see what was going on. I actually don't remember what happened in those following minutes. When they found me I was sobbing and yelling "no" over and over again. The next thing I remembered was Evelyn wrapping me in an emergency blanket. She told me I had run to the corpse and wouldn't let go. This was the first child I had seen turned, and my reflexes dropped her. Such innocence corrupted, and cut down. I guess for the first time I couldn't come to grips with what I had just done. I still am in shock. I feel I have lost an important part of my humanity. Killing has become a reflex, like coughing. I fear that some day I might end up like Quentin.
When I told Evelyn about my fear, she slapped me across the face. She told me to never say that again. She assured me that I would never be anything like him. I feel very blessed Evelyn came with us. Her presence has really helped me. In these past few weeks, she has become more and more important to me. I would tell her how I feel, but I won't jeopardize the team dynamic by iIndulging emotional catharsis. I now have added motivation to get this cure made. Tomorrow we will be that much closer to our goal.
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