Day 33

The Sun broke the weriness this morning. Cold in the shade and warm in the light. Good old British weather. Almost enough to forget all that has happened... Ha yeah of course it could.

Interesting thing today. I was scanning through the walkies frequencies again and the static clicked off and on again. I looked at the note I made on my phone (literally on with a razor blade) and the frequencies match.

I've decided to keep it on and tuned to that frequency for a while with one headphone in my ear.

More positive news! Sam is back to prime form again meaning we can move more. We decided to move for the camp in the next few days. But we have to stock on supplies first. Again food is running a bit low, the main issue is we can only carry so much each.

We've been discussing that fact and we are trying a new method. Today we acquired new bags. Sadly I am stuck with a Barbie one, but the point is to store the majority of food in these. We will also store a couple days worth of 'emergency' rations (i.e. ones that don't go out of date for years) in our other bags. This means if we get chased and are losing ground we can drop the food and carry on running. Worst comes to worse we can double back later and retrieve remnants of whatever was in there.

The main good thing about this is that I am seeming to be able to carry a heck of a lot more than I did to start. I barely was able to run for 20minutes with a bag and a half. Without realising it I have been carrying two bags, both of which are arguably over-packed right now. I can't hazard a guess, but it's got to be a decent figure. I may have to search for a back friendly bag soon. Ideas?

Sam swears blind she heard a bird today. I frowned at her for this, but worryingly I actually heard it too. This takes me back to the concern that birds may be able to carry whatever turns us into Rani. Obviously this is a vague concern; mainly because we don't know why we turn. But still I guess I could take a positive from it; that maybe at the time the bird was safe enough to tweet amongst the trees.
But I do hope it has no Rani-bretheren, I don't fancy being in some twisted Alfred Hitchcock comes George Romero movie.

Other than that we were only accompanied by our footsteps and idle chatter. We stopped at a house to rest for lunch and I suggested not to.

"Been there, I think I left the fridge open when I left" was my reason. 'trust me to remember that now' was my thinking.

We moved on, there's still plenty of houses right now.

Day 3

Feeling was really starting to come back into my body. It no longer burned. It ached from my chest down with my arms occasionally pitching in a complaint or two.

But at the same time I didn't want to stay in the house. I needed to get out. To find others. I couldn't stand being alone. I knew I would make mistakes, and if no one else was there I wouldn't have anyone to save me from myself.

I unpacked my bags, and checked all the things I had. Then put them back in more tidily so they were more comfortable to move about with.

I stepped outside the front door and closed it just enough that the wind wouldn't open it again, but that someone with intent could get in. Just like it had been left for me.

I looked around at the three main paths I could take. One had the Rani in the car. One had the Screamer. The only other choice was back the way I came. At least this time I could admire the travelling and get to grips with where I actually was.

Though as I left I had a nagging feeling that I was forgetting something.

I hope you make another day