I don’t know how it went down exactly. It didn’t take long. Couldn’t have been more than a couple of hours. Lynch said it was a combination of the hunting party and the nurse being locked in with the other patients and at this point I have no reason to doubt him. Not that it changes much. We don’t have a lot of time left, so we are writing this to gather as much information as possible, and…and I don’t know. We’re locked in here, I’m guessing the military or whoever sent Lynch and blockaded the Valley is going to resort to something drastic soon enough. So this will be the last piece I do for the Quiver Gazette. Here with me now, is Nathan Paisley (26), Lisa Goulding (6), and Jennifer Hayes (32), who I cannot possibly thank enough for their willingness to talk to me about what they have been through.
Nathan:
I was- we were there when the hunters came back. We saw them shambling up Matheson street. They were torn and bloody and…they were fucking dead. I don’t know what else there is to say. We sure as hell didn’t know then. Those families that ran to help them. Those poor bastards. Still they saved us in a way I guess. That woman with the bottles of water, who was probably one of the people looking for them in the first place. They tore her up first. Everyone froze. Soon the cops arrived. shot in the air like some idiots. Yeah it’s protocol I don’t give a shit. They saw what was happening. They saw the body on the ground. Why didn’t they start shooting? Sure we know now that it would have been worth nothing, but that was what woke me. Of all the things…anger made me react. I grabbed a gun away from of the men who were caught, I started shooting. Hit one in the head. I have never fired a gun in my life. It was a lucky shot. Still, the others followed and soon the whole street was littered with bodies. I was taken in. That is where I met Boon and the others. It’s not like everyone clicked and knew what had to be done.
Can you believe they started processing me? No one ever got around to finishing it. The calls came in too quickly. Funny how the hunting party stayed together. Really threw everyone off. Soon everyone was out of the station, sirens were going off all over the place. Next thing I knew Boon was opening my cuffs, putting a gun in my hand telling me to get a move on. He gathered as many people as he could. I never really got to know him.
Now this the part that is important. We wanted to leave town. We are nut idiots and we knew we had zero chances if we stayed. Problem was, we weren’t allowed to leave. And forget the movies where you are told so and left to your devices to try and escape. Lynch or whoever shot up the hospital got word out, a military blockade was up before anyone could even react. And they weren’t fucking around either. They shot those people then and there. Boon, the few cops with him. These people, whoever they are, are not here to save us. This is important. This is what has to be written down. They didn’t come to save us. Boon and the men who died asking for help? They made it possible for us to hide in here, try to bide our time. Not their fault we can’t get out. Whatever happens it isn’t their fault. They saved us. Them and the lady with the water bottles.
Lisa:
I feel a little scared. Mommy took me shopping. There were a lot of people in the mall. Everyone was in a hurry and they even forgot to give money to the lady you have to give money for the stuff you buy. Maybe they didn’t want to wait for her to get back. Mommy got worried because of what Mrs. Finley was telling her, but I couldn’t listen to them because she covered my ears. She had big, warm hands. Someone started yelling about the parking lot, so people started pushing us back into the store, even though we didn’t want anything anymore. Then those big chains were put on the windows and the doors, but the monsters didn’t care. Everyone was screaming I was very scared then because of all the screaming and shouting. Mommy picked me up like she always does and we ran out the back of the store, but she fell and I didn’t know what was happening. Then big, warm hands picked me up and I couldn’t see mommy anymore.
To be continued.
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