As usual fate seems set on destroying our goals. No matter what we do bad things happen. Today frost set in: negative figures. Though Sam is almost ready to fight on at peak efficiency I decided against it.
The Rani pass the house occasionally and though the view is not amazing using the scopes and binoculars I am beginning to understand how the countryside seems to work. The cycling of Rani leaves large spots open in the metropolitan areas, but in the wild this same pattern means they cover almost all areas. In theory the only safe path is to trail a group of them hoping they don't catch our scent. Running across fields seems ideal, but it leaves us open to attack from all sides and flanking. I don't like it. This pack and hunter mentality is truly creepy, it's like whatever makes us them activates parts of our heads that aren't active any more. Could it be that rather than this being a freak evolution of mankind it is a devolution?
Could that mean that it really is a virus?
Else does it mean mankind's time at a sentient being is over?
I won't let it end this way, after all we have been through we cannot just let it pass over one incident.
I hope you make another day
No comments:
Post a Comment