Ticket to No-where

: : C.Malcom : :

: : Entry Two : :

 

I was just leaving Birmingham when I heard shouts and surpressed gunfire. The fighting was coming from a close by railway station. There was another scream and a sound of splintering wood as I rounded the corner of the ticket booth.Screaming will not save you... That Drone was so incredibly wrong. I un-holstered my shotgun and ran onto Platform 2 jumping the crowd fence and letting off a round straight into the chest of a Rehuxa Stalker. A brilliant blue bolt leapt from its chest and it lay motionless on the platform. A fimiliar face poked out from behind a wooden supply crate, white with fear. As I got closer I realised it was a young woman. The head turned and her eyes met mine. She lept up hugging me catching me off gaurd. "Oh thank god its you! Chris!". She took a step back and I clearly saw her face. It was Linda, an old School friend of mine. I couldnt belive it after all this time, after everything had happened, she still had survived. I was dumbstruck completely befuddled by how we had managed to cross paths. She stood there, close to tears now. Clearly scared for her life. "Small world I guess?!" I finally said.

 

Its now a couple of hours since we met again. We're settled down in an old hotel for the night. Im standing guard and recording this, just trying to make sense of it all. Linda had told me all about how she had taken her car out of the city and hid in her basement while evreyone ran aound and paniced. When her provissions had run out she decided to leave and see who else had made it out, That is when she met the drone. This was the first physical contact I have had with another human being in nearly 2 weeks. I'm glad its her I used to really like her in High school...

 

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