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You would that in two years time we would've found some sign of other survivors, yeah, I thought just that too, but it appears we are both wrong. Tim and I had searched every single nick 'n' cranny that we could possibly find. Still nothing. All of our work turned out empty, disheartening results. It sucked. All of our hard work and dilligence, yet nothing to show for it. What a shame. It was kind of embarassing, even though it was just the two of us.
The city lay broken and dismantled, nothing else breathed but he and I. We were the lucky ones, it seemed, or was this all planned and were we just going to be killed or taken at a later date? Maybe this was worse punishment than being killed...being tortured by having the ones you love taken away with no explanation whatsoever. It's frustrating and, like I said, disappointing. Thankfully, Tim was a talkative man, which made my thoughts of happiness and comedy linger while they still could. I was bruised emotionally, stung sarcastically, but I would not be physically broken. I refused to give up. In my head, we were going to find an answer to all this. More than one answer, if that's what it took to unravel everything. But every now and then it crossed my mind whether I was thinking too outside the box, too radically, and I was really just a hopeless loser with a chatty kathy for a death partner. What I never understood was that all the electricity and running water had been left running, as if on purpose, and as if this was all a game. It was nice to have hot water for showers, clean water for drinking, and sink water for cooking and heating stuff, but it never occurred to me as why. I just wanted an answer, that's all. With our resources as they were, we were able to go house by house without any fear of being raided, that thought eluded my cognition as I'm sure it did Tim's. We literally just took our time, house by house in fact, and had made it through countless neighborhoods in our two year span, and still had plenty to go. All of the houses had gas stoves which worked perfectly when turned on, so everywhere we went we were able to make hot lunch or dinner quite easily, so we lived quite comfortably you could say. The televisions worked, but the only channels that were on were the government news. I felt like we were just deserted and not even the government knew we were still alive, but these broadcasts is where we would get our information from for each day. © 2012 mr_19 |
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Added on October 11, 2012 Last Updated on October 11, 2012 |