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6/27/2025, 10:22:34 AM
>i was the only one to go out and scout the town down the road
>she didnt see how fucked the towns were
>just how many dead walked the streets
>and when she asked about what it was like past the view of shelter, i lied
>because i knew there could only be one
>sure we had supplies but i knew with the both of us the supplies wouldnt last
>not as long as they would if there was only one
>she had a gun, fancy one too
>all i had was my dynamite
>a whole briefcase full
>made me glad that FEMA hadnt searched anything in the panic
>i knew the limits of my profession, and i knew a gun would do a hell of a lot more good than a box of explosives on the street against the walking dead
>we chatted a while before i did it
>she told me about her kid sister a few states over and about the casserole she "invented"
>how she wanted to get to her asap
>eventually the topic arose and i agreed whole heartedly that we should shelter here and hold out for the military proper to roll through
>but i knew they wouldnt
>not with how it looked out there
>and i knew this wouldnt last
>so i did what i had to do to survive with the skill set i had
>i sat next to her and offered one of the protein bars and a water
>put in my earplugs
>dropped the small cardboard box at my feet
>and bolted out the door before she had a chance to ask why i had
>the explosive impact alone probably killed her before she hit the far wall of the building in a mangled heap
>i knew the two sticks of dynamite i lit in the box was more than overkill but i wanted to be sure
>there was no half measures when it came to explosives
>i stripped the rifle and its last mag off her body before i dragged her out to lie with some other poor casualty of the apocalypse
>at the end of the day it was her or me
>and i chose me
>now i just needed a plan to get to somewhere that wasnt here
>she didnt see how fucked the towns were
>just how many dead walked the streets
>and when she asked about what it was like past the view of shelter, i lied
>because i knew there could only be one
>sure we had supplies but i knew with the both of us the supplies wouldnt last
>not as long as they would if there was only one
>she had a gun, fancy one too
>all i had was my dynamite
>a whole briefcase full
>made me glad that FEMA hadnt searched anything in the panic
>i knew the limits of my profession, and i knew a gun would do a hell of a lot more good than a box of explosives on the street against the walking dead
>we chatted a while before i did it
>she told me about her kid sister a few states over and about the casserole she "invented"
>how she wanted to get to her asap
>eventually the topic arose and i agreed whole heartedly that we should shelter here and hold out for the military proper to roll through
>but i knew they wouldnt
>not with how it looked out there
>and i knew this wouldnt last
>so i did what i had to do to survive with the skill set i had
>i sat next to her and offered one of the protein bars and a water
>put in my earplugs
>dropped the small cardboard box at my feet
>and bolted out the door before she had a chance to ask why i had
>the explosive impact alone probably killed her before she hit the far wall of the building in a mangled heap
>i knew the two sticks of dynamite i lit in the box was more than overkill but i wanted to be sure
>there was no half measures when it came to explosives
>i stripped the rifle and its last mag off her body before i dragged her out to lie with some other poor casualty of the apocalypse
>at the end of the day it was her or me
>and i chose me
>now i just needed a plan to get to somewhere that wasnt here
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