Post by account_disabled on Dec 26, 2023 6:51:20 GMT
I won't talk about the digger and what was rotting in his shovel. I won't talk about the mass graves and the remains thrown in without shame. I won't talk about what moved among those remains nor the noises it produced. Everything I saw can only be mentioned, but don't make me go into details that will mark your life forever. I fled that nameless horror and returned to the road that led to my old refuge. I couldn't take on the entire Gang alone, without proper weapons or a plan. I could only hope that none of them would come to visit me at night.
A few kilometers before the town, however, the off-road vehicle stopped. I think we ran out of gas. I didn't want the Desperate Ones to find him, in case they decided to return, so I pushed him towards the edge of the road overlooking the slope and watched him as he fell with a loud crash of broken branches and uprooted shrubs, until some trees stopped Special Data him in his tracks. . From the street no one could have seen him. I returned to the village on foot, crossing some snow-covered fields. As I walked, I saw from afar a large dog trotting towards me. I still had the gun and grabbed it. But the dog was only looking for company, his gaze wasn't evil. He didn't look bad at all and I preferred not to know what he was feeding on.
Dog He approached cautiously and began to smell me. Then he yelped as if in sudden fear and turned, running away from me as if from a plague victim. What was it about me that terrified men and animals? What was I turning into? Why did these questions distress me at times and leave me indifferent at times? I want to leave a message for those who found my blog. For Alex Lucidity and reason are still very present in me, even if I feel that something is slipping away. For Yami I have no medications of any kind, I couldn't find any. Maybe the Gang had some, but I can't return to their stronghold. For Elgraeco Finding purpose? I think it's surviving. But is it still worth it at this point? For Tim I live in an uncertainty that is ever lighter. I feel a change has happened, but I don't know what it will be and how it will evolve.
A few kilometers before the town, however, the off-road vehicle stopped. I think we ran out of gas. I didn't want the Desperate Ones to find him, in case they decided to return, so I pushed him towards the edge of the road overlooking the slope and watched him as he fell with a loud crash of broken branches and uprooted shrubs, until some trees stopped Special Data him in his tracks. . From the street no one could have seen him. I returned to the village on foot, crossing some snow-covered fields. As I walked, I saw from afar a large dog trotting towards me. I still had the gun and grabbed it. But the dog was only looking for company, his gaze wasn't evil. He didn't look bad at all and I preferred not to know what he was feeding on.
Dog He approached cautiously and began to smell me. Then he yelped as if in sudden fear and turned, running away from me as if from a plague victim. What was it about me that terrified men and animals? What was I turning into? Why did these questions distress me at times and leave me indifferent at times? I want to leave a message for those who found my blog. For Alex Lucidity and reason are still very present in me, even if I feel that something is slipping away. For Yami I have no medications of any kind, I couldn't find any. Maybe the Gang had some, but I can't return to their stronghold. For Elgraeco Finding purpose? I think it's surviving. But is it still worth it at this point? For Tim I live in an uncertainty that is ever lighter. I feel a change has happened, but I don't know what it will be and how it will evolve.