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Not Alone
I've never wrote a story before but I'm gonna give it a try lol. this one's gonna be a story about Two unlikely friends in the end of the world. kinda like a apocalyptic comedy it's for my dad but im probably going to post it
title: Not Alone
by Robert.deane/shrouded_ink
chapter 1 : talking to the bottle
my name is Wyatt im recording this video with the love of my life. "oh shut up" Tom exclaimed id breath the gas before being with you and i don't know why it is you record these things if someone finds it they probably already know what happened. Tom Said like a smart ass.
yeah but this is what happened to me. "Wyatt said drunkenly"
peering into his camera he said I no longer fear being alone instead I welcome the sweet sound of silence I remember how people would talk about how they would survive the apocalypse, well short answer they didn't.
Wyatt chuckled to himself before reaching for his flask. he muttered i guess you want to know what happened to me when the gas came and how im alive well the day the outbreak hit i was filling my elk tag.
" he was trying too anyways" Tom yelled in the background Wyatt laughed and threw a moldy corner of the bread he had been eating in his bed at him. tom then returned fire with "turn that thing off will ya its going to be daylight in a few hours we need to get some sleep."
Wyatt knew Tom was right but he couldn't help but think "why" it had 2 years of them holding out in the same bunker with the same Bed and eating the same dam bread. regardless he rolled himself in he's damaged and dampened blankets and fell asleep.
chapter 2: Rain
As Wyatt laid-back sleeping on his makeshift bed he quickly and Abruptly woke up to the sound of water it was a small pitter patter against the bunker door he adjusted his eyes towards the wrist watch on the floor it read 6:30am. Tom! he said with a yawning but stern voice. wake up!! an grab a bucket it's fucking raining.
Tom shot up like a Roman candle and urgently ran towards the bunker door swinging it open and was quickly greeted by fresh an wet heavy air Tom grabbed what look like 10 home depot buckets stacked on top of eachother and ran for the door, he must of stepped on his own foot because he then met the floor he went sliding in the mud along with all are buckets.
Tom stood there in the rain with the exact image of what I'd imagine someone would look like if they went down a slipping slide fully clothed.
Wyatt couldn't help but laugh even if they'd be drinking out of muddy buckets because of his fall. hell he was just glad they would have water for the next couple of days. he knew they would need it he was planning on going out for another run.
Tom come inside and hang up those clothes you don't have anything else to change into so you'll need to dry them out Wyatt said. yeah yeah I know you just cant wait to see me naked Tom replied while walking back into the bunkers walls.
chapter 3: the plan
Wyatt sat at the table they made from a semi tire and a wood round cleaning his hunting rifle the same rifle he was hunting elk with the day of the outbreak he sat back with the bolt released lookin for any Obstructions in the barrel he then said "yep, she's more clean then I am" and rested it on the bunker wall tomorrow im going out he then stated to Tom. waiting for his response,
how far out this time he asked, we have cleared most of the buildings of any food and resources. Tom said Wyatt had a frustrated and concerned look on his face and said I know this time I'm passing the wall.
let me explain the wall the "government" or like I prefer to say the people responsible for the outbreak made a wall with a few underground entrances connecting them all. the wall is really more of a dome they built them saying they were free homes but it was a lie.
it was population control within a year they released gas into the domes that was supposed to kill the inhabitants quickly and painlessly to "save" the human population but instead the gas made mutations and turned the people inside into truly God awful monsters I guess similar to zombies but zombies actually look more human and these things don't.
but anyways they made the walls and domes turning most of the population into freaks as I call them and simultaneously sealing most of are resources inside the walls as you can guess most of who we're out of the walls when it happened already picked clean most of the buildings out here.
but anyways back to what they were saying.
thats too dangerous Tom Said out here we might run into a typical or two "witch is a name for a kind of freak that we often see" but under those walls not even God couldn't help you he finished his sentence.
Wyatt replied what else do you suggest Tom we wait longer and go farther hungry and then go when we're to weak to hold a rifle. Tom agreed with a small but shown head nod knowing he made a good point but just didn't want him to be right.
that settles it Wyatt said I'll go tomorrow. no we will go tomorrow Tom made clear with a very serious look on his face. Wyatt understood his notion and agreed he then broke open a can of chilli he had stashed away and said ok let's eat.
chapter 4: daybreak
it was now the following morning
Tom uncovered himself from his bed and hopped into some less comfortable damp clothes he then looked at Wyatt sleeping he thought to wake him up but instead choose to let him rest it was still early after all and he knew he would need it.
Tom pulled a cigarette out of this carton that looked like it had been trampled by elephants and stuck it with a match then began packing for the trip into the walls.
Wyatt shortly woke up after it had been lit in fact he's first words of the day were "you're making my lungs horny" Tom laughed at that because he had only taken but two puffs before Wyatt said let me get some of that. witch he did
Wyatt stood up with the roach of the cigarette butt barley in contact with his lips and grabbed his gear then said let's get a early start we can cover more ground that way. as the bunker door opened they both swiftly could tell something was different about today they were Immediately met with danger.
there was freak standing out in the open approximately 150 yards away this one was a "typical" there skin is like a mossy green with torn patterns all throughout it. witch makes them blend in with the trees.
Wyatt quickly worked the action of his rifle and scanned his scope on the head of the freak as Tom stood there waiting for him fire unsure if he would. and just like that "bang" a echo of the round rang out for what sounded like miles the body of the freak went limp and a fell to the ground.
we should probably get a move on it Wyatt said noting that the sound had given away there position, though looters are worse then the typicals when it comes to giving up you're location.
they then headed the direction of one of the walls it would be sometime before they arrived there.
to be continued...
© shrouded
title: Not Alone
by Robert.deane/shrouded_ink
chapter 1 : talking to the bottle
my name is Wyatt im recording this video with the love of my life. "oh shut up" Tom exclaimed id breath the gas before being with you and i don't know why it is you record these things if someone finds it they probably already know what happened. Tom Said like a smart ass.
yeah but this is what happened to me. "Wyatt said drunkenly"
peering into his camera he said I no longer fear being alone instead I welcome the sweet sound of silence I remember how people would talk about how they would survive the apocalypse, well short answer they didn't.
Wyatt chuckled to himself before reaching for his flask. he muttered i guess you want to know what happened to me when the gas came and how im alive well the day the outbreak hit i was filling my elk tag.
" he was trying too anyways" Tom yelled in the background Wyatt laughed and threw a moldy corner of the bread he had been eating in his bed at him. tom then returned fire with "turn that thing off will ya its going to be daylight in a few hours we need to get some sleep."
Wyatt knew Tom was right but he couldn't help but think "why" it had 2 years of them holding out in the same bunker with the same Bed and eating the same dam bread. regardless he rolled himself in he's damaged and dampened blankets and fell asleep.
chapter 2: Rain
As Wyatt laid-back sleeping on his makeshift bed he quickly and Abruptly woke up to the sound of water it was a small pitter patter against the bunker door he adjusted his eyes towards the wrist watch on the floor it read 6:30am. Tom! he said with a yawning but stern voice. wake up!! an grab a bucket it's fucking raining.
Tom shot up like a Roman candle and urgently ran towards the bunker door swinging it open and was quickly greeted by fresh an wet heavy air Tom grabbed what look like 10 home depot buckets stacked on top of eachother and ran for the door, he must of stepped on his own foot because he then met the floor he went sliding in the mud along with all are buckets.
Tom stood there in the rain with the exact image of what I'd imagine someone would look like if they went down a slipping slide fully clothed.
Wyatt couldn't help but laugh even if they'd be drinking out of muddy buckets because of his fall. hell he was just glad they would have water for the next couple of days. he knew they would need it he was planning on going out for another run.
Tom come inside and hang up those clothes you don't have anything else to change into so you'll need to dry them out Wyatt said. yeah yeah I know you just cant wait to see me naked Tom replied while walking back into the bunkers walls.
chapter 3: the plan
Wyatt sat at the table they made from a semi tire and a wood round cleaning his hunting rifle the same rifle he was hunting elk with the day of the outbreak he sat back with the bolt released lookin for any Obstructions in the barrel he then said "yep, she's more clean then I am" and rested it on the bunker wall tomorrow im going out he then stated to Tom. waiting for his response,
how far out this time he asked, we have cleared most of the buildings of any food and resources. Tom said Wyatt had a frustrated and concerned look on his face and said I know this time I'm passing the wall.
let me explain the wall the "government" or like I prefer to say the people responsible for the outbreak made a wall with a few underground entrances connecting them all. the wall is really more of a dome they built them saying they were free homes but it was a lie.
it was population control within a year they released gas into the domes that was supposed to kill the inhabitants quickly and painlessly to "save" the human population but instead the gas made mutations and turned the people inside into truly God awful monsters I guess similar to zombies but zombies actually look more human and these things don't.
but anyways they made the walls and domes turning most of the population into freaks as I call them and simultaneously sealing most of are resources inside the walls as you can guess most of who we're out of the walls when it happened already picked clean most of the buildings out here.
but anyways back to what they were saying.
thats too dangerous Tom Said out here we might run into a typical or two "witch is a name for a kind of freak that we often see" but under those walls not even God couldn't help you he finished his sentence.
Wyatt replied what else do you suggest Tom we wait longer and go farther hungry and then go when we're to weak to hold a rifle. Tom agreed with a small but shown head nod knowing he made a good point but just didn't want him to be right.
that settles it Wyatt said I'll go tomorrow. no we will go tomorrow Tom made clear with a very serious look on his face. Wyatt understood his notion and agreed he then broke open a can of chilli he had stashed away and said ok let's eat.
chapter 4: daybreak
it was now the following morning
Tom uncovered himself from his bed and hopped into some less comfortable damp clothes he then looked at Wyatt sleeping he thought to wake him up but instead choose to let him rest it was still early after all and he knew he would need it.
Tom pulled a cigarette out of this carton that looked like it had been trampled by elephants and stuck it with a match then began packing for the trip into the walls.
Wyatt shortly woke up after it had been lit in fact he's first words of the day were "you're making my lungs horny" Tom laughed at that because he had only taken but two puffs before Wyatt said let me get some of that. witch he did
Wyatt stood up with the roach of the cigarette butt barley in contact with his lips and grabbed his gear then said let's get a early start we can cover more ground that way. as the bunker door opened they both swiftly could tell something was different about today they were Immediately met with danger.
there was freak standing out in the open approximately 150 yards away this one was a "typical" there skin is like a mossy green with torn patterns all throughout it. witch makes them blend in with the trees.
Wyatt quickly worked the action of his rifle and scanned his scope on the head of the freak as Tom stood there waiting for him fire unsure if he would. and just like that "bang" a echo of the round rang out for what sounded like miles the body of the freak went limp and a fell to the ground.
we should probably get a move on it Wyatt said noting that the sound had given away there position, though looters are worse then the typicals when it comes to giving up you're location.
they then headed the direction of one of the walls it would be sometime before they arrived there.
to be continued...
© shrouded
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