Day 136

It's really getting cold again, I'm glad we have heating and aren't having to hide in the loft just yet.

The only problem is I saw Rani making their way down the road while I was trying to stretch myself. They won't be able to get in easily, but with how our encounters have been; I doubt they will be kept out for long.

I'd best rest up as much as I can now. 'Heck I might even take the time to write a book...

I hope you make another day

Day 135

Good news is that my left eye's swelling has gone down a little bit and I am used to the pain I am in enough to move about when I need to, although I probably shouldn't. Bad news is that I've just remembered that I actually left the majority of our 'emergency' equipment which includes things we wanted to keep on us regardless. I also haven't found my glasses yet. I am wondering if they are on the floor somewhere near where they knocked me unconscious. It will still be days until I am able to go back in there (of course assuming I don't have internal injuries that kill me), this means that the smell will be excessively foul, but at least it will give me a chance to put up warnings about it and say why they were killed.

I sort of don't want to have to go back, but if I don't Sam will have to, so there's not much choice in that area.

I hope you make another day

Day 134

Another day has passed and I'm feeling worse than before. It hurts just to type this. I spent all today laying down until the desperation to go to the toilet grew to be too much. Even then I came straight back to lie down.

This is going to be a painful recovery.

I hope you make another day

Day 133

I haven't done much today. I made Sam eat a bit then left her alone. I ate a bit and just prepared the softest clothing across the floor so I could lay on it.

I can barely get myself to move and even when I don't I am in agony, but I thought I'd best post here a short message. The more I think about it the more I think that it wasn't only fear driving me over the last few days it was the pain I was in and knowing that Sam was going through worse.

I can only hope I am able to move properly in the next few days and that Sam will be okay in the next few days, or at least to some semblance of okay.

I hope you make another day

Day 132

To say 'it went badly would be an understatement' would, in itself, be an understatement.

The last few days have quite possibly been the worse I've ever experienced, and even more so for Sam who has been crying inconsolably since we got away. I don't think there is a way back from what we lived through. I have lost what remained of my faith in humanity. Forget Day 4 where they stabbed me in the back (literally) and robbed me blind. The only reason I survived there was because the one they chose to kill me couldn't bring herself to do it, so she faked it and I played along. That day I was glad that I had left some things behind. This time I wish I'd left her behind. Though thinking of Day 4, I suppose it made me able to cope with the past few days, and able to do what I did...

The only good that has come of this is that we know water is safe to drink (of course we don't know if it will be contaminated at the source or not, but at this point, I care very little.)

The easiest way to describe what happened is to break it down by day.

Day 128

We got up at the now usual time of 6am. Still carrying the minimum of equipment we could we prepared for the full sweep of the site. We didn't know if it would take hours or days, but we went about it in our usual humour-filled way. Sarcasm, sly comments and innuendo.

Silence fell upon us when we left the safe confines of our hiding place. Even with our attitudes to life, we knew how serious this all was.

We reached the doors to enter the building and I used the card. With rifles raised we started moving room to room, making sure it was clear. In hindsight it was flawed from the start. Assuming people knew we were there, they could leave one side of the building and enter behind us, which I think is what they would have done.

As we began to cover areas we hadn't passed through before, we decided to slow down. Unfamiliar territory rousing new fears in us I guess. As we passed through a third room (full of servers, not that it means much in that place) I paused after thinking I had heard a noise. I turned to ask Sam if she did. She wasn't there. Just nothing, just an empty corridor. My heart not only leapt to my throat, but I felt it running a dozen times too fast. In that same instant a searing pain breached the back of my head and everything became distant. Then black.

Day ???

I woke up. My eyes wouldn't focus. I quickly realised that it was because my glasses were elsewhere. My hands were bound behind me. As were my legs. I was bricking it to say the least.

I wanted to move, but my neck hurt so much, most likely from the attack that brought me down. I just stayed still, and my neck felt better. I passed out again.

Day 129

"Wakey wakey boy" a sentence that will haunt me forever more. I woke to this alongside having water sprayed at me from a hose.

The apparent residents of the station, surprisingly, were not friendly. Sarcasm doesn't work well in written format, so I will inform you that sentence was sarcastic, emphasis on the surprisingly.

Following the wake up they threw questions at me like where I was from. Where'd I get 'these neat guns', to which they pointed them at me and fired them with impacts just inches from me, spraying me with fragments of the flooring. They then laughed. Annoyingly this is just what I had originally expected from the Dodge guys; though it turned out they were more for killing, I should count myself lucky I guess. I answered them each time hoping they'd let me go. Then they started asking about Sam. Each time I refused to answer. Eventually they got bored, and pulled a fire hose from outside through a window and sprayed me. I passed out.

I woke shortly later and found myself sat in a chair and tied to it. It was like some horror film. I shuddered as I remembered ‘Saw’.

One of them came in and I braced myself to be attacked. He pulled my head back and poured what tasted like porridge down my throat as I choked. Followed by water that was obviously from a tap, namely one that hadn't been cleaned in a while. I hoped to God that it wasn't from the toilet they used as a sick joke. Then without a word he left the room. I was left breathing heavy spitting the remains of my breakfast on the floor. They wanted me alive for at least a while longer.

With nothing to do, time passed slowly. I was able to count the seconds with the aid of a ticking noise I assumed to be a clock. At the very least the ticks were about a second apart, but I've never been good at time keeping internally so I could have been wrong.

The room was almost completely black save for the tiny amount of light coming through the small window round a corner so much so I couldn't see it. It left the room in what would be a twilight for most people. Adding in the fact I can see less than a foot ahead of me without my glasses, it meant I could see nothing.

After trying for what I reckoned was an hour to see what was in the room I gave up. All I knew was I was in the middle of a space in the room. Which helped me achieve exactly diddly-squat.

As I sat in silence any noise that occurred nearby I became aware of. I heard them talking, though I could never catch what they were saying.

I sat alone then counting the seconds. Hoping to hear something about Sam other than their questions.

Hours later a group came in and started asking me about random things, covering a lot of questions they already had. They randomly added in questions about Sam, which again I refused to answer. After a while I just refused to answer at all. Their response was pretty much the same as it had been previously. The speaker pummelled my chest as hard as he could, then pushed the chair to the ground. They then took turns to kick and stamp on me. I passed out very quickly.

Day ???

I woke and most of my body ached. The chair was still on it's side and I was lying in a small pool of my own blood. I felt as if only one eye was open, but with how dark it was I just couldn't tell. I drifted in and out of consciousness. And each time it felt as if I was very far away.

Day 130

I woke to her screams, and very suddenly, I felt everything again. Clarity has never been so painful to me. I could hear her over everything, which included them firing our guns occasionally without the silencers, and the laughter of them all. Those idiots would draw the Rani here on top of our torture? My mind clouded with fury. I finally started to try breaking the ropes I was tied to.

I heard steps outside and I stopped. My daily food I guessed. He walked in and paused. He walked behind me and put the food on something (I heard a clang when he did). He then lifted me up and pulled back my head. The same porridge and water combo. I choked and lost less this time.

As he left the room after 'feeding' me I managed to speak; "When I get out of here. I will kill you. I promise I will kill you all"

He paused and turned. In the light he stood in I saw him smile "No, you won't kid. You haven't the balls." He walked out. I didn't dwell upon what he said or thought was funny. I started moving my hands back and forth in the vain hope I would get free.

Her screams carried on, with the occasional pause, until they dimmed to whimpers.

It dawned on me that if I got free it wouldn't help unless I could catch them off guard. A time they would be doing other things. I hoped that the morning would bring the same as this day, simply so I could utilise it.

After moving the ropes enough for me to be able to, I stood up, barely, just to make sure that I could do what I needed to. I could stand and shuffle. It would have to do.

With that I looped my hands and the now semi-free rope in a way so I wouldn't fall off the seat, and hoped in a sick way they would be too busy with her to come and beat the crap out of me again.

Day 131

I woke to her screams again. Gunfire. Maniacal laughter and talking. The fury had diluted enough to allow me to concentrate. I had even formulated a plan: considering we didn't see them to start it would mean that they would be mainly based in a small area which, now they had weapons, would expand, it would also mean that the remaining weapons or at least equipment would be nearby. Although it was just supposition, the fact she was so close by reinforced it.

I stood up and lay the seat down. Propping myself carefully. I made it look as if it had simply fallen over.

I took deep breaths which were becoming increasingly difficult due to sharp pains in my chest and repeated in my mind what I was going to do. I told myself I could do it by imagining his faint smile through the darkness and my lack of sight. I told myself that he was dangerous like the others and anything could happen. I heard footsteps and my pulse quickened.

Soon enough that man came in again. This time I saw him smile clearly at the door. "Fall over baby?" he laughed "So where's with the manly talk of revenge for your girlfriend? Well you really should man up. From what I've heard, it's your turn later."

He walked past me and put the things down. He pulled me up and I heard him turn. I stood, grabbed the chair, and smashed it over his back. I barely heard it myself over the gunfire outside. He collapsed momentarily then spun round to attack. I was only holding two legs of the chair and with his force I dropped them both. We slid across the ground and he started hitting me. I kicked him when I got my leg free and he rolled of grasping himself. I grabbed the chair leg and thrust myself at him. When I landed on top of him I plunged it into his chest. I saw his eyes open wide, then start to close.

I shook him and whispered "that girl is family. You guys made a huge mistake." Then I let him die. I threw up to the side of him, and almost passed out. A moment of insanity; my own bloodlust, my rage. I didn't like it. I didn't like how I was capable of killing so easily, without a second thought. I've always known about anger issues, I may have already said, but this went far beyond anything before.

I left the room as quietly as I could. I was terrified they would discover me because of the noise my feet made as I dragged them. No matter what I tried I couldn't summon the strength to lift them fully. I had left him tied to the chair. It would buy me a few seconds extra before they realised it wasn't me, though it probably took me longer to put him there than it would save.

I edged down the hall, leaning against the walls at each room as I looked around to see if they were empty, until I got to where she was. The door was shut. I closed my eyes and passed by. I couldn’t defend myself in that state, I couldn't do anything without weapons.

I faced a choice of left or right. I chose left because right lead to another area we hadn't been to ourselves it also would take me away from the area I wanted to head for ultimately. I opened a storeroom door and was greeted with a pleasant sight. Our equipment. I rummaged through my bag and found my spare glasses. They were sunglasses and an old prescription, but would suffice for now. I left the majority of my things there and carried on down the corridor. I passed a toilet and decided to go in and check what state they had left me in.

When I saw myself in the mirror I was, to say the least, shocked. Blood had dried to most of the right hand side of my body. There was fresh coming from my nose and I guessed the guy's blood on my chest. My left eye was swollen. I pulled up my top, just about, and saw it was mostly blue and black. I hoped it wasn't too much internal bleeding, I had to last at least until I got her out. I decided against washing myself off. Alongside it taking too long, it would make them doubt less about if I was going to pull the trigger or not.

Eventually I made it to the TV room, where we had been working. I reached behind the shelving on the wall and pulled out the MP5 I had hidden there alongside 3 clips. I smiled at how my 'just in case' preparation had finally worked.

I loaded one clip in and made sure the silencer was on correctly. After taking a deep breath I started down the corridor. Wincing at every step. I passed a digital clock which read 9.05am. It was going to be a long day again, but the date on the display below reaffirmed the time frame I had thought it was: Wednesday 26th January: Day 131.

As I neared her and that room I heard the cries quieten. My heart stopped in the fear she was dying. But they resumed. I guessed another was getting ready for a go, though I don't know for certain. I didn't know the area well, but I judged. It was a corner room. I knew the size of the one next to it, and the outside was at the end of the rooms. It was a guess, but I estimated where the people would be.

Just as I was readying myself to break the door down and shoot, it opened alongside a "I'll check where he's gotten to." The man had almost closed the door before he realised I was there. He paused looking at the end of my gun.

I pulled the trigger, I didn't close my eyes and I saw his last moment. A piece of time that will stand alongside the eye of that Rani... The force of the bullet and his body hitting the door threw it open wide and I got a perfect view of the man next in line to Sam. He turned and before he could finish his "What the f..." I pulled again and his head jerked backwards. That's when the shouts began.

Now knowing where she was I was happy to aim at the walls and fire. I emptied the remainder of the clip on one side, reloaded quickly and emptied the full amount on the other. As I put the final clip in place a few tried to escape through the windows at the back. I stepped forwards and fired again. They fell out. I ran in to check if they were dead, but I stopped half way to do a check and just in time was able to pull the trigger against the few who were still alive. One dropped the pistol he held and just looked at me lifelessly. I turned back and ran past her to check they were dead outside. One was trying to crawl away and I stopped him. The MP5 clicked a few times I didn't realise at first that it was empty.

I finally turned to Sam. She was crying and had her eyes closed.

I knelt down which was agony and put my hand to her cheek but she cringed. I stood up and started to untie her hands and said her name; she opened her eyes. I told her not to worry. It was over; that I was here. I told her to keep her eyes shut for just a few moments longer. I searched the room, still in disbelief of what I had done. I recovered two pistols and a knife. I shoved them where I could and picked her up. When we left the room I pulled the door to.

Standing back I saw bullets riddled the walls. If they didn't know something was wrong now, they wouldn't even need to open the door to find out.

As I carried Sam towards the exit closest to our hideout I had the thought of moving the bodies that were outside the window, but I dismissed it. Sam whimpering in my arms as I struggled down the hall made me want to get her out as soon as I could. I opened the door and saw only a few metres away another person with a gun.

I stepped back and put her down and grabbed the knife. I was now out of MP5 bullets until we got the packs out of our safe storage. I prepared in my mind what I was going to do. Just like the movies. Cover the mouth and pull the blade across. I repeated to myself, but found that I couldn't do it. I was just 2metres away and I froze. Attacking the man in the room had been on adrenalin impulse. All the rest had been trigger happy. I didn’t have that energy any more. This was as close to real murder I would get. For all I knew this one could have opposed what they did. But then he had a gun, he could have stopped them. But again, that would mean using the full clip against the room and having nothing left.

He turned and as he did I drew the pistol. I decided I would give him a choice. "Drop the gun". Gunshots still rang out. They wouldn't have much ammo left assuming they were only using what we had in the emergency bags. He turned sharper and stared at me, he began to raise his weapon so I shot him. I wanted to kill him outright, so there was no risk of retaliation but I was shaking and missed the kill shot; instead hitting him in the throat. He didn't die immediately, but the hit was enough to prevent him from screaming.

"Ha finally decided to try shooting did ya?" I heard a man call from the direction of the repeating gunfire.

I looked at the body below me and realised they were shouting to him, I shouted back with a voice I found was shaking "Yeah, not so bad". I immediately thought myself stupid. They would know his voice.

Luckily they were deafened slightly from the shooting, "Nope it ain't" was their response before they carried on shooting. The man convulsed for a short time then died. I took his gun.

Counting the weapons meant we were only missing two. One more MP5 and a rifle. I took a slight peek around the corner. There they were. Middle of the open, and worse, in line of sight if we moved across to where we hid.

I lined up the rifle. I cringed when the butt pressed against my shoulder. I took the safety off and put it on burst fire. I stood there for a few minutes until they stopped, and started moving in. I was in the shadow and they were talking to each other so they didn't notice me. I would wait for them to come over. Less chance to miss. They started to pass by and froze at the sight of their friend, they started to turn but I pulled the trigger and they both fell. One being the one who hit me previously, I was certain of it.

I managed to pick Sam back up and took her 'home' as it were. Upon doing that I returned to reclaim our emergency bags. I made sure no one could follow me by taking a long route both times that lead no where in particular. It took a very long time to do with the speed I was travelling.

I was now certain we were alone. And I was sick to the stomach about it. These people weren't people who worked here, I didn't remember a single face. It's true I wouldn't remember most anyway, but not a single one was even vaguely familiar.

I returned to Sam and fell asleep.

Day 132

I don't know what happened to Sam for certain. I can guess but I will never ask her. Ever. I just hope what I did to them helped somehow. I still don't think I'll trust anyone else again; these days will haunt my dreams, and make me doubt my decisions.

All Sam said to me was that she was certain she would be okay physically. To which she smiled, just about.

I checked the security system today and the personnel information was quite good, faces for each. Not a single one was one who worked here. I guess I'll never know from where. But a question is where were the women, and why weren't there more.

We got out. I should take that as something good. I should. Doesn't mean I will...

Tomorrow; the search begins for my glasses, and the preparation begins for the now inevitable Rani incursion. I would say we would make a break for it but I know I'm in no state to move much and I doubt Sam will be...

I hope you make another day

Day 127

We sort of calculated a plan, but it's not exactly brimming with awesome tactics. We're going to have to just move through the rooms, that is literally all we can do. We could I suppose call out to the person/people, but that would make them more aware of us and give them more time to prepare than they already have had.

They have the home advantage of knowing the surrounds. We have the away bonus of weapons. In war the weapons mean squat unless you have experience or knowledge. So that concerns me.

Regardless, we don't have a choice. Hey they might even be friendly. Here's hoping!

I hope you make another day

Day 126

We scouted another area. It's not possible to keep an eye on that area from where we are. However it did lend us the ability to see a different area of the site for a while. We've made notes.

Interestingly still no animals. Considering the number of rabbits that used to inhabit the area I am quite surprised by this.

I am not however surprised by a different sighting today. It was brief yes, but it was at least human in shape. So that really does limit it down to living or Rani right now. Both could still be dangerous to us of course.

I have been thinking whether there will be other types of Rani other than that Screamer we saw all those days ago now. I'm hoping not; I don't particularly like the idea of having other things hunt us.

The sunset was beautiful today. It made the sky pink for pretty much an hour. Almost to the strange point that it appeared like the sky was on fire. When I realised that I thought briefly about the apocalypse and the horsemen that should come; death, pestilence, war, conquest. It's easy to forget that war and conquest are different things. I mean if aliens were to unleash a powerful poison of some description, they could conquer us without the need for conflict... Yes I know that there are other meanings for the four like famine, but thinking about it, I just believe my way, like you do yours.

I hope you make another day

Day 125

We searched one of the antenna today. It's not a lot of progress, but now means that we can assume it is empty as long as we keep an eye on it.

I haven't anything else to say. Not until tomorrow.

I hope you make another day

Day 124

We did a sweep of the area today around us today. It was clear. This of course means little but for the fact they don't know where we are just yet.

However I was able to recharge things which is always good.

Me and Sam have been assessing the internal area of the site and possible danger or hiding areas to scout over the next few days.

Little by little. Step by step. There is only so much we can shuffle like the Rani (no Z word still) before we go insane. It is always start stop start stop and every break we get is hampered by something. Sometimes our fault and others not. Life may not be conspiring against us. I really feel it is just the sheer scale of the odds against us that is reflected in what happens.

I hope you make another day

Day 123

Power is still low. It's been cold and bright today, not ideal 'hunting conditions' so we have stayed put. We've got to move soon; our water supply is getting a bit low...

I hope you make another day

Day 122

I spotted movement today. Not a huge amount but enough to know we aren't the only dangerous things on this site. I hid immediately, but I am concerned that they may know where we are.

Regardless they can't get us easily from here. I spoil the specifics in fear of giving my location right now. The only problem is that my battery is dying so this is having to be a quick post purely due to that issue. It is annoying that the day I have things to say I cannot.

I hope you make another day

Day 121

Still no movement. No noise but for the background hum of the site.

I'm just annoyed because we could get rid of whatever threat it is very easily, but the problem is that it would possibly mean killing someone. It would also mean going into small places and unleashing bullets. That's not smart. At the same time I don't like not doing that in case there is another person with bloodlust. Though I guess there would be blood or the smell of death around (even though we have gotten used to it and can barely smell it).

I hope you make another day

Day 120

The weather was intermittent today. Not that it mattered too much, we have been inside most of the day.

Sam said there was nothing last night that made any noise, and today I repeated that when she woke up. I know there's someone... something there. The problem is we don't know where and what it is.

We've been going over back up plans, but annoyingly the best one is what we have right now.

So in short another waste of a day, and another day where people could die because we haven't been able to do anything about it. Of course, this assumes that there are others still alive.

I had a worrying moment today though. A flash of a thought that it may well be better if we change into one of them. No worries in life but following others and attacking things that are different. In a way they sound human when put like that. The thought worries be because I wonder if I really do have a link to the Rani. I know is just a whatif but could they be trying to manipulate me this way?

I hope you make another day

Day 119

So I was playing around with the machine today and I think I've gotten the hang of it. But shortly after I did there was a noise in the building. A noise that shouldn't have been there.

We moved quickly through the building, eventually exiting through the canteen. The place was a wreck. Not from Rani attacks on survivors, but just the kitchen. Food was strewn all over. We looked at each other feeling very unsettled.

We headed back to the security guardhouse and took a specific key. We rushed back to get our bags then snuck into our current residence.

Tomorrow we will assess the situation, but I am concerned as the noise wasn't Rani induced in my opinion. It sounded like someone had dropped something. I'm not sure how I could tell, but I knew it wasn't something that had been accidentally knocked over.

There was one room we left unchecked. It houses a lot of equipment and I thought best not to go in there because some of the equipment is dangerous to just be around, but I'm starting to wonder if that was where the noise originated...

I hope you make another day

Day 118

Typical British weather. It's still raining.

We hid the majority of our equipment and just had our emergency bags on us. We kept the urban suits on as well as keeping a couple of weapons on us.

It was time to explore. It's an eerie place in silence, and it took a while but I found the room I was looking for, but it was now just a case of trying to figure out how to use it.

Bright side of today was remembering some interesting facts for if we get attacked, like dangerous areas and stuff like that

That's all for now I plan to be playing around with that technology for a while so I need to rest and think about what didn't work today. Else it means trying to understand diagram walk-through manuals which doesn't work for me.

I hope you make another day

Day 117

It rained a lot today, so we took advantage of the fact we are in a building to stay dry for most of it. Though we did venture out to find food because the food supplies they have in the canteen will be okay if it is frozen stuff. There is also a lot of crisps/chocolate/drinks we can take.

So far no sign of anyone. There are a few cars so it's doubtless there will also be keys to them. I'm not sure whether it is a bright side or not, but I cannot see my dads car at all. I suppose the coming days will shed light on such things, though I hope they will not.

Nothing else to report.

I hope you make another day

Day 116

So we're here. We made it. Ironically it has taken as much time to get here as time had passed since the Apocalypse had started (We began this section of our journey 58 days ago, on Day 58).

Now we stand reasonably safely in the Madley Satellite station. Obviously I will say now that we will only vaguely discuss what we do because although it is safe now, it might not always be the case.

When we arrived We climbed over the shut gates, and found a sight I didn't want to see. In case you don't know, my Dad worked at the station and was there on the day in question... Every body we see I get the fear that it is his. This body wasn't. It was the remaining arm of the unfortunate security guard on site. It had been wedged into the doorway of the security room as he was attacked, and how it was all that remained.

Obviously that meant that he would be elsewhere, but the main part was that the door, as any good security door, would deadlock and be pretty much unopenable from the outside. As it was open it meant we could access it and 'borrow' some keys. Here is where I will be vague. Mainly about the key organisation. I picked the relevant keys and took them. For today we would stay somewhere I knew to be warm, and safe within the safe realm of the station.

As we walked we discussed the silence for a moment before the noise of the site overwhelmed us. The continuous droning was something I had forgotten, and in fact this was bad. It was louder than the Rani. The only question rose was: why are there none around the edge of this place? Surely they would be attracted somehow?

I gave a brief description to Sam of the overall layout as we rested. We managed to get quite some use from the Binoculars and kite sight. It's interesting stuff watching the world end from where we stand. It's dramatic almost, like a scene from such a movie.

I hope you make another day

Day 115

Well we didn't make it today. The heavens opened and though you may class me as a bit of a prude but I didn't fancy getting wet. Not with all the equipment we have.

But at least I know it is definitely one day away, assuming the Rani are not between us and it. Why? How? I can see it.

More tomorrow

I hope you make another day

Day 114

We moved a fair distance, and thus we are tired.

In summary: We left about 6am. We had to circle around a bit and cut through a field to get through and eventually ended up in vaguely the right area. We stopped because our diversion cut into the day quite heavily. Especially adding to that the weight of our bags which we haven't really carried for a while so we are a bit unsteady with.

Time to brace ourselves again now though. We've eaten, we've rested and tomorrow we hope to get there. Failing that the day after at the most. Even if we have to leave a trail of Rani towards us.

I hope you make another day

Day 113

Surprisingly the snow had melted, leaving behind a small sense of disappointment in me. It would have given me excuses.

But none arise. If all goes well we leave tomorrow. The Rani number has decreased enough.

We've wasted enough time and the flickering lights in the house we are in could be a herald to literally dark times ahead. I only wish I knew what was happening to power stations across the country if not the world. I am particularly concerned with the nuclear power stations and what would happen if they go critical. Have they been shut down? I would guess that would have been a major issue with the government at the start as a risk if the Rani got in, but who knows?

Enough for tonight. An early start again, and onwards.

I hope you make another day

Day 112

It snowed again today, but by midday it was too warm and now we have slight slush which will freeze overnight. Meaning the Rani will move away slower.

Sure it means they would fall over if they chased us, but the problem is that if we turn a corner and they are there we can't exactly get away very fast ourselves. The panic that would set in while being chased (as it usually does) also makes us prone to mistakes. We've seen it happen.

So another day here then. Awesome. Something about this house is winding me up, but I'm not totally sure what here is doing it...

As such we are making sure one of us is awake at all times. And we don't leave the other alone.

I hope you make another day

Day 111

It was an interesting day today.

We took shifts looking at the Rani while the other person would root around trying to find things. We ended up finding not a lot until I took a look in the cellar properly.

All the personal belongings were there. Just at a glance: decent clothing (smart dresses etc), jewelery, photo's, keepsakes. When I had glanced at the top of those boxes I understood.

I checked the top of each box though, just to be safe and make sure we weren't missing anything vital to our living, but I didn't delve deeper. I informed Sam. We had found the evidence of the survivors, as well as understanding their final standoff if it were ever to occur.

They kept all their worldly goods hidden below so that they could keep them away from the death, and the pain, and the horror. And if they had ever to retreat and hide, they would hide alongside all their memories, all their best and worst moments, and I guess there is a huge solice to that.

I really hope the original inhabitants are still alive and on their way here. They actually sound like the kind of people who it is worth meeting.

I hope you make another day

Day 110

It's been raining today. Lovely.

Found a plug in the wood on a window. A view to the world outside the front. Nothing different from yesterday I'm afraid; the Rani number is about the same, but they seem to be moving off for once which is a nice change. That's all that I have to say today.

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Day 109

Another day of searching has turned up a number of new finds. Most interestingly an inventory list. We managed to catalogue everything in the building. Whoever made it didn't take anything out or bring anything in afterwards.

This is truly making me uneasy about being here. The fact the place is so well boarded leads to the idea that it has been since the beginning, or at least very nearly, because there were less Rani then, and therefore disruption. Add to that the man with bloodlust we discovered who obviously had been around the village quite a bit and it reinforces that the place must have been secure early.

Looking at the inventory (which lists by room as well) we found that there were different styles of handwriting, so we can only guess that there was more than one person here. Of course that raises the other question: what could take a number of people out without leaving a trace.

The only thing that springs to my mind is Day 3 and the family I saw. The father having killed them all to protect them from what was going to happen. But then where are the bodies? Unless they were fed to the Rani. But that would also mean whoever killed them put the weapon back afterwards (in the correct room) cleared of blood. I just don't get it.

This place is perfect to stay, but at the same time I feel like it's the perfect place to die, or more accurately, get killed.

Therefore we are now very closely monitoring the Rani situation. When the levels drop, we move out.

I hope you make another day

Day 108

We awoke today to silence. No noise of the Rani around us.

Upon inspection we found how sturdy the building actually was. In some places it really appears to be easier to break through the wall than the barricade. But in all I would feel safe to sleep next to them.

It is still strange that we haven't found anyone living here. The mystery deepened through the discovery of makeshift weapons. Some were rubbish; i.e. 6-9 inch nails hammered through a plank of wood. It's good in theory but would mean you are attaching yourself to the Rani. It would be better against people. Some were good; I particularly like the spark sticks (or whatever they are called) attached to a rod. Those manual ignition things for when power is out or you are no good with matches. I tried it out and I reckon it would set alight the clothing of the Rani. I'm not sure what damage that would actually do to them, and I'm pretty sure that they would end up burning the building you are hiding in, but if the flames weren't put out they would take that Rani down. There was also the fly zapper which had the safety removed; again a potential burning hazard. But by far the most impressive is the five katana's which were just for show that have now been sharpened. Between us we found a stand for 3, so I'm guessing they 'found' or 'liberated' some elsewhere. Regardless with a defense like they have, bolstered by the whole fact they have a cellar full of canned goods and protein packs, it raises a huge question: Where are they and why would they leave.

There is the chance they saw someone and tried to save them, but it couldn't be near because we haven't found any weapons via our lookout point... The other question is why wouldn't they take some of these weapons. Were the ones they took that much better?

I guess I hope they are friendly if they ever come back, though I think our weapons may best theirs, I would prefer to make a few friends, even if they are to stay here while we move on.

I think we both have a full grasp on the building layout and what to do in panic. But we are still sleeping hidden away, at least for now. It is just a little too suspicious for me.

I hope you make another day

Day 107

We moved houses.

It wasn't fun I tell you. Our immediate building was pretty clear, but outside there was a huge number of Rani.

Around the back we managed to stay out of sight and get into next door. This involved crawling about 100metres so Rani didn't see us then climbing up a wall to get into the second floor.

Upon entering I could see what Sam was so excited about. Some people had barricaded the building extremely well save for that window, which I guessed was their designated viewpoint or way in and out.

A search of the house, including basement and attic revealed no one. We spent most of the day having a look around.

We still are sticking to safety and have made our home in the attic; at least for tonight. If there are people hiding, or the Rani choose now to get in, they wont be able to get us here.

I hope you make another day

Day 106

Another day of quiet.

Me and Sam discussed what we plan to do tomorrow, and just spoke in general about things she has been saying on here recently. The outcome of which is not something that needs to be said on here.

I'm almost back to full fighting form; enough at least to be ready to move out. However I still need sleep so this post will remain short.

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