My hopes were not fulfilled. The Rani are still below, though now there is a lot less of them...
Our concern is that quite a pile is building up now so for the ever-so-slightly-more-intelligent Rani there is a chance they can get up to us.
I haven't become desensitised to each shot and fall, but with each I find myself better able to cope with the reflex to be sick. It's not nice. None of this world is. To believe that there is still something wonderful about this world when the dead walk amongst us? When God's rules are broken surely there is something wrong. I know it sounds stupid, but whenever thing's looked like they were falling apart I would fall back on my faith. But it's just fading from my mind and I'm scared because I don't know if there will be anything to fall back on after...
I hope you make another day
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