But still she keeps avoiding eye contact, and every time I catch her looking my way I see a look there I don't like. One which threatens her sanity... My time spent staring at the Rani that day... At the same time that it has broken me, it started a process. A path that I have followed since. Every time I see one I know it was human, and somewhere inside it still is, but I know it is like a dog. It may be a pet but if it's life is threatened it will attack. Sam reminds me of then. There's something unsettling about that notion.
I've been thinking about our plans and what we could actually do. The SAS camp is a priority still with it's military equipment. But what if it is overrun or all the good stuff has been taken? It is a second priority to find another place to set ourselves up. I know a few possibilities, but is it really a good idea to trap ourselves in so much?
From today's travels and the encounters we had with Rani concerns me as well. Their numbers still seem to grow substantially... That, paired with Sam's diminished concentration caused us problems. We had so much contact today and so many close shaves that we had to do possibly the most awkward thing we have done so far. So to simplify it for my sake, a full body check to make sure no part of us was touched by Rani. At the same time that I wanted to rush over it I knew I couldn't; Sam got way too close today and I wasn't even sure if she had been hit at all. Then when it was reversed and she checked me I understood her shiftiness while I checked. It is very unnerving. But at least it may have made her realise that we will have to do that more and more if we mess up more frequently.
No further sign of our pursuers as of yet, but we know they are out for us, or at least people in general, still...
Day 2
I woke with the faint shine of a light outside across my face. I had slept through a number of hours, and checking my watch, it now read 8:12pm. However it was still the same day, and I had only slept a few hours. I was so exhausted why had I awoken?
I went downstairs, just about managing to move the cupboard and slide past it, after washing my face a bit to wake up fully. I checked the fridge and took out the light. It was dark but I found some things to eat. I just sat on the floor eating and I heard a noise. Very loud. Very close. I waited. 10minutes passed and it happened again. I looked at my watch 8:31pm. It must have been that waking me up, but I didn't know what to do. In silence I waited again. Staring at my watch. 8:41pm; the noise, closer.
I was confused, I just couldn't figure out what it was. An alarm would happen more than just once every 10minutes and it didn't sound like anything I knew. I crawled along the floor and up the stairs. I pushed the cupboard back and looked out all the windows and eventually I saw it. One lone Rani, slowly walking.
Even to this day I haven't seen it again. It walked almost normally the difference being indescribable. It didn't limp, though it clearly was missing a huge part of it's leg. In fact the only reason I knew it was a Rani was half it's leg just was not there (the side, not the bottom of it).
I was bewildered as it was looking around like we do, not shuffling and having sharp neck movements to face direct noises. I stared for a few minutes and it made the noise again. An inhuman noise.
Day 29
I'm going to have to stop. Sam is concerning me too much
I hope you make another day
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