Journal of a Survivor
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Category:
Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
27
Views:
5,930
Reviews:
58
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
January 25th
January 25th, 2012
I don’t know what to think anymore. I was happy to have no really witnessed the carnage the flesh eaters inflict on people. I was happy not hearing people’s screams when they were ripped apart, limb by limb, blood gushing out of them. I don’t want to think about such disgusting things. Yes, I’m aware I can’t honestly avoid it when those things are lurking about outside, ready to tear my limbs off and eat my brains.
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“Raen!” The brunette lifted his head from his journal, wondering what Xander was going on about this time; The last thing he needed to hear was that the zombies outside had managed to get into their sanctuary. Lifting himself from the floor, Raen heaved a sigh and tucked his journal into it’s usual spot. He was grateful that Xander had never asked to see it, nor had he tried to read it when Raen wasn’t paying attention. The slightly younger male supposed it was only because the two of them were sleeping together, but while it was a nice thought and he wasn’t regretting his actions, Raen decided not to dwell on the thoughts.
“What’s all the yelling about?” Xander turned away from one of the main windows he was standing at, raising a brow at his approaching bedmate.
“I wasn’t yelling for you, if that’s what you’re thinking,” Xander told him, though he did pull Raen into his arms, pointing the brunette towards the window he was standing in front of. The weather had changed dramatically and it was currently pouring rain harder than anything Raen and Xander combined had ever seen in a long time.
“Wow…It hasn’t rained for awhile…Everything is so dark and evil looking,” Raen mumbled, leaning himself against Xander’s chest. Neither boy took note of the lack of undead pressing themselves against the windows for several moments, enjoying the sound of the rain pouring down and pounding against the windows. There was no doubt that such quiet, untroubled moments were rare, few and far between.
“Something is wrong.” Xander broke the comfortable silence nearly ten full minutes after Raen had come to stand in his arms. Raen twisted his body to peer up at Xander’s face, wondering what his new ‘boyfriend’ was going on about.
“There aren’t any zombies outside…None…I’ve been wondering about it the entire time we’ve been standing here but I didn’t want to say anything. I thought maybe you would have noticed it, but I guess since you’ve been holed up in here longer than me, you’ve stopped watching out the windows.”
“I guess I have…I wonder what drove them away…The rain can’t be what did it, I mean, they’re dead. The rain can’t be affecting them in such a way that they like, melt, or something. Can it? It isn’t acid rain or anything toxic, we don’t have anything like that here.” Xander shrugged his shoulders, hugging Raen closer against his chest, still staring absently out into the rain.
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Xander brought up a very valid point today while we were watching the rain. All the zombies seem to vanish while its raining, and we’re thinking that he next rain will be when we try and move to a new location. Sadly, we don’t have any sort of vehicle to make our escape in, so at the first drop of rain, as soon as the zombies retreat to where ever they go, we’re going to haul ass. Food supplies are really all we have to pack. It’s not like we have any personal supplies to pack around. It’s still raining, according to Xander. It’s been raining for hours and it doesn’t look like it’s going to be letting up any time soon. If we were prepared, we would have taken off to another location today, but we didn’t know that rain would drive the zombies away. I still want to understand why the rain is driving them away, especially when it’s not acid rain or something that would cause them harm. Not that they feel any pain as it is.
I want to know what the hell is going on here…Why are they fleeing from the rain?
I don’t know what to think anymore. I was happy to have no really witnessed the carnage the flesh eaters inflict on people. I was happy not hearing people’s screams when they were ripped apart, limb by limb, blood gushing out of them. I don’t want to think about such disgusting things. Yes, I’m aware I can’t honestly avoid it when those things are lurking about outside, ready to tear my limbs off and eat my brains.
.
.
.
.
.
“Raen!” The brunette lifted his head from his journal, wondering what Xander was going on about this time; The last thing he needed to hear was that the zombies outside had managed to get into their sanctuary. Lifting himself from the floor, Raen heaved a sigh and tucked his journal into it’s usual spot. He was grateful that Xander had never asked to see it, nor had he tried to read it when Raen wasn’t paying attention. The slightly younger male supposed it was only because the two of them were sleeping together, but while it was a nice thought and he wasn’t regretting his actions, Raen decided not to dwell on the thoughts.
“What’s all the yelling about?” Xander turned away from one of the main windows he was standing at, raising a brow at his approaching bedmate.
“I wasn’t yelling for you, if that’s what you’re thinking,” Xander told him, though he did pull Raen into his arms, pointing the brunette towards the window he was standing in front of. The weather had changed dramatically and it was currently pouring rain harder than anything Raen and Xander combined had ever seen in a long time.
“Wow…It hasn’t rained for awhile…Everything is so dark and evil looking,” Raen mumbled, leaning himself against Xander’s chest. Neither boy took note of the lack of undead pressing themselves against the windows for several moments, enjoying the sound of the rain pouring down and pounding against the windows. There was no doubt that such quiet, untroubled moments were rare, few and far between.
“Something is wrong.” Xander broke the comfortable silence nearly ten full minutes after Raen had come to stand in his arms. Raen twisted his body to peer up at Xander’s face, wondering what his new ‘boyfriend’ was going on about.
“There aren’t any zombies outside…None…I’ve been wondering about it the entire time we’ve been standing here but I didn’t want to say anything. I thought maybe you would have noticed it, but I guess since you’ve been holed up in here longer than me, you’ve stopped watching out the windows.”
“I guess I have…I wonder what drove them away…The rain can’t be what did it, I mean, they’re dead. The rain can’t be affecting them in such a way that they like, melt, or something. Can it? It isn’t acid rain or anything toxic, we don’t have anything like that here.” Xander shrugged his shoulders, hugging Raen closer against his chest, still staring absently out into the rain.
.
.
.
.
.
Xander brought up a very valid point today while we were watching the rain. All the zombies seem to vanish while its raining, and we’re thinking that he next rain will be when we try and move to a new location. Sadly, we don’t have any sort of vehicle to make our escape in, so at the first drop of rain, as soon as the zombies retreat to where ever they go, we’re going to haul ass. Food supplies are really all we have to pack. It’s not like we have any personal supplies to pack around. It’s still raining, according to Xander. It’s been raining for hours and it doesn’t look like it’s going to be letting up any time soon. If we were prepared, we would have taken off to another location today, but we didn’t know that rain would drive the zombies away. I still want to understand why the rain is driving them away, especially when it’s not acid rain or something that would cause them harm. Not that they feel any pain as it is.
I want to know what the hell is going on here…Why are they fleeing from the rain?