Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2016 2:57:34 GMT -5
Ten days had past since the military stormed in. Ten days they were trapped there. Everyone was given rations, enough to get by beyond what was left in kitchens and storage. Anyone who was in the street, in their friends and famamlies homes were trapped.
those outside the gates, turned away, or ignored. The military was only protecting those inside. Their motto was no one gets in and out, everyone stays safe. They patrolled the gates, drove their loud trucks up and down the streets, armed with rifles, armour, and ammo.
David was home, the lights out in his house. It was mid day, the power only surging from five o'clock pm to nine o'clock pm. Then it was lights out, time for dark. They were cast away, left without power the rest of the day. It was still three hours till the power was up, until then they could make due.
He glanced out the window, the house across the street taped off, quarantine. He had knew those people, talked to them, spent time with them. He watched them drag them out in body bags, forced them away. People he knew, dead.
It was quiet in the house, his children off upstairs, his wife reading in the den. Vanessa was also trapped with them, unable to leave to her own home. She was stuck with them, wether she liked it or not. But David tried to make the best of it, best of all of it.
He didn't know what would happen, where this was going. The military were quiet. They didn't speak up much, kept to themselves. But it seemed like they were planning something. People were getti taken away, any deemed infected. They were loaded onto a bus, be it a cold, wound, or a broken ankle. Any seen as weak or sick were hauled off.
David was curios to say the least. He wanted answers, just not how to go about getting them.
those outside the gates, turned away, or ignored. The military was only protecting those inside. Their motto was no one gets in and out, everyone stays safe. They patrolled the gates, drove their loud trucks up and down the streets, armed with rifles, armour, and ammo.
David was home, the lights out in his house. It was mid day, the power only surging from five o'clock pm to nine o'clock pm. Then it was lights out, time for dark. They were cast away, left without power the rest of the day. It was still three hours till the power was up, until then they could make due.
He glanced out the window, the house across the street taped off, quarantine. He had knew those people, talked to them, spent time with them. He watched them drag them out in body bags, forced them away. People he knew, dead.
It was quiet in the house, his children off upstairs, his wife reading in the den. Vanessa was also trapped with them, unable to leave to her own home. She was stuck with them, wether she liked it or not. But David tried to make the best of it, best of all of it.
He didn't know what would happen, where this was going. The military were quiet. They didn't speak up much, kept to themselves. But it seemed like they were planning something. People were getti taken away, any deemed infected. They were loaded onto a bus, be it a cold, wound, or a broken ankle. Any seen as weak or sick were hauled off.
David was curios to say the least. He wanted answers, just not how to go about getting them.