Day 43

While Sam slept this morning I held the pistol with a strange sense of awe. Yes my air rifle was decent enough but a shot from this in the world we now lived in was enough to kill anyone through blood loss, infection or even slowing them down enough to get attacked by Rani...

After a while I tried to clear my thoughts. I set out to make a holster (seeing that I hadn't collected the one from the dead man). In the end I settled with making a cone shape out of fabric and utilising a clip I had found in the house. This allowed me to also attach it to my belt for now.

As Sam awoke I realised that I hadn't actually searched the master bedroom. After giving her some food I did so. There was nothing special in clothing or gadgets until I found a box. Upon opening it I found a watch. Around the rim of the top it was a funny texture and colour. When I checked the instructions I found it was a solar powered one. I smiled at this, finally I had found a replacement for my watch. I found another box with a necklace that (from the paper with it) meant good luck, this I offered to Sam and she refused. I understood her refusal. She doesn't have the same mentality of mementos as I have. She'll take things that are useful but anything that is simply ornamental she doesn't bother with.

I checked her wound, like I do everyday. It was healing, just a bit, already and the redness was almost all gone from it. With any luck we'll be ready to move out in a couple of days. In preparation of this Sam has started moving about more and is stretching etc. The faster the better, but at the same time I don't want it to be too fast. That will only injure her.

Road news: still a number of Rani about, I would say the number has increased by 10% daily since the gunfire (after an initial 3 that day)...

Day 3

I got a bottle of water out and drank it then threw it in the bin. I tried to eat but I just wasn't interested. I told myself I would force myself to eat in the morning. I leant back to rest and fell asleep.

I woke to a noise outside. I picked myself off the floor (which it seems I had fallen over to when falling asleep) and went to the window.

A group of people were there. My eyes were blurry but I counted 7. I looked at my watch.

12.05am. A new day.

Before I talk about Day 4 I will state that details may be a little vague at times. I didn't get chance to sleep for quite a while and I hadn't had enough sleep the previous days. If I had maybe I would have reassessed things earlier and maybe things might have gone better. Regardless this day is important. It will show you that not everyone will help you. And even those who seem like they are, might not actually be helping you but getting ready to kill you.

In thinking about it, I need time to think about what needs to be said, so I will leave todays post there. My apologies.

I hope you make another day