It had been an interesting twenty-four hours for me and I could only imagine what the next day would bring. As we traveled up the old freeway, we stopped off at a small ghost town that was once called Baker. By the time we arrived, dawn was just breaking and I thought it would be a good time to get out and stretch our legs.
I pulled off into an empty lot where an old general store used to stand--it seemed to be a good place. After all, it was in the open and if we were to be attacked by anything, we should be able to see it coming.
I left the rest of the group for a while, since I needed to go for a walk and clear my mind. Once I got out of everyone’s view I pulled back my shirt to examine the wound on my neck. The Unlucky that bit me back in Airepseh got me pretty good--it broke the skin and went in pretty deep at that. Which made me wonder about one serious issue: was I now infected with the mutated Sickness that Richard had talked about?
A cold chill ran down my spine at that thought. I began to wonder; would I be able to complete our journey or would I have to be put down before we even got to Haven? I do not know what the future holds for me. But for now, I will keep this to myself. If Richard were to catch wind of my misfortune, he would want to kill me where I stood.
I know I will have to tell someone soon enough. I should probably tell my oldest child Michael, but I do not have the heart. Maybe Rose. Hopefully she would be able to handle the news of my possible demise. Well, at least better then anyone else in the group.
But I have to think positively, for after all, I do not even know if I am infected or not. Then again, how often does one hear of someone being bitten by an Unlucky and not becoming contaminated? Well, there was that old man that lived in Appleton. He claimed that one of the Unlucky survivors bit him and he never became ill, but that old man was full of crap most of the time. So, how could anyone know if he was telling the truth or not?
I guess we will all have to wait and find out, you know?
After I cleaned my wound with the supplies I had taken from the SUV, I made my way back to the group. When I stepped back into the open, I found that everyone was inside the vehicle fast asleep, except for Renee.
She was standing outside wrapped in a sleeping bag , her exhaustion evident by just looking at her face. Under different circumstances, one would be able to see that she was a very attractive woman. With all that had happened to her in the last few days, however, her appearance had become somewhat less than flattering. As she stood there, I could not help but wonder why she was outside alone, while everyone else slept. I asked her if she had been left to stand watch. She said 'No', that originally Richard said he was going to keep an eye on everyone, but then walked off in the another direction, after I was out of sight.
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