Monday, May 18, 2015

It's been a long time

Aspen Larson
Twin Cities QZ

I know it's been awhile since I've posted. I almost got caught smuggling and I've had to be really careful about spending my ration cards.

Conditions are deteriorating in here. Rules are becoming stricter. All alcohol is now officially being confiscated. People are regularly having their apartments ransacked and searched for weapons. More and more people are dying while on perimeter clean-up. I don't know how much longer it'll be safe in the outer districts. My apartment was searched, but like I mentioned before, Bast is good at hiding since she hates strangers. I never keep my illicit stuff in there. I've got a cache elsewhere for that shit. But the barriers outside are being worn down. There's too many people here, too much noise and light. It attracts them for miles around.

Dan - if you have any kind of contact with your family you may want to warn them. If they did make it to the QZ and are living in the outer districts they need to at least move into the inner cities, but ideally they should get out.

I'm going to stay as long as possible. I might head out and see if anyone is left in what remains of the Fargo QZ after that. I don't know where I'll be going if there's nothing left. I can't stay in Fargo, it'll be too cold come winter. There's no way anyone will survive. Then again, zombies still freeze solid, and honestly I'd rather die of exposure than being bitten.

It's been a long time since I've admitted I was scared. I couldn't afford to be scared before. Even being caught smuggling doesn't scare me much anymore. But I've grown too comfortable here. And now my safety is stretching thin.

I'm scared.

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