Kenopsia - Chapter 18: Chapter 18
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I sighed, closing the book, in one month a year will have passed and I am alive.
I am so used to this world now...
I was tending to the pots of plants and such, anything that had holes to filter water out that I put dirt in, one third the school roof was for the water and the other third was for the plants that the water was used for, one third was not yet used.
It is still cold at times but not that much as in winter so I simply wore sport shoes, jeans, a T-shirt and a zip-up jacket.
I wiped my forehead as I was sweating from moving the plants around.
I pat the leaves of Jeremy the plant, filter the CO2 soldier.
I dropped the little trowel and rubbed as much of the dirt I could from my hands and walked to the white lawn chair I dragged up to the roof and sat on it, watching the sky.
I pulled down the sun glasses I had on my eyes along with the beanie I was still wearing, crossing my legs at the knees and unfolding the map.
I should really add the new things I know on it but that can wait, I have barely explored the right side of town so I should go out there.
The last few days were spent constantly on the run for supplies that I used up in winter, the two nearest restaurants still had their bottled stuff and some are still drinkable even after the sell before date was reached, I also found a portable bunsen burner with a small metal grill top so I could finally have hot things again, it was time damn.
Today was a break day, taking care of things around here, making it more homely, moving all food to the fridge in the cafeteria definitively for example or moving a few things out of the office as it was now deemed to purely be my bedroom.
Without electricity it was still dark in places but I am no engineer, I can't bring one of those small windmills people can buy and have seen them wire up to fuel their garden lights with it, I just never learnt, and I think there is no DIY on how to do these things.
I sighed, pulling the beanie off and passing my hand through my hair, mine grew quite fast, a bit more then the average in a month and it adds up, I had short hair once.... Now like six inch long, I got a hairbrush as it is not like I have the luxury to always wash my hair so I will just keep it untangled for as long as I can.
I had brought a kiddy-pool up to the roof, those plastic ones and the water in that was for my body when I really felt like washing up, the drawer with the disinfectant in it still was used for that, pouring disinfectant in the water and letting things soak in it.
I even went down to the cops once but could not get the entrance gate open and they had installed razor wire on top of it before this mess so I was looking for a bolt cutter when I went on runs.
I got bored so I left my home, walking down the bank to the concrete shore of the river and sat on it, crisscross as if I let my feet hang in the water would be up to half my calf and I don't want my legs wet currently.
This is flowing water so it could be safe to drink I know it but there was now the knowledge of liquid transmission of the little virus fuckers so I would use the bunsen to heat little quantities to boiling for tee, you knew you could steep the same tea several times? I didn't either until not long ago and since coffee is something I have bags off but am not risking losing I resort to tee... It is not that bad.
I watched in silence, this time only having grabbed the bat before going out, no knife or ladle, the only thing I did add to my attire was leather gloves for hand protection, a mask hanging under my chin and on my ears with the straps and my ski goggles on my forehead, I am fully used to this world but I will not drop my guard, that's how people died even before this mess.
I looked at my wind up watch and sighed, hearing a distant sound that was a whisper to me but must be screams because the gunshot rang louder.
And I hesitated.
Are they worth helping?
I stood and looked towards the way the shots came from, across the bridge.
I sighed... I am too good for this world.
I am cutting my break day short.
I can't stand by without doing anything...
Not anymore.
I am so used to this world now...
I was tending to the pots of plants and such, anything that had holes to filter water out that I put dirt in, one third the school roof was for the water and the other third was for the plants that the water was used for, one third was not yet used.
It is still cold at times but not that much as in winter so I simply wore sport shoes, jeans, a T-shirt and a zip-up jacket.
I wiped my forehead as I was sweating from moving the plants around.
I pat the leaves of Jeremy the plant, filter the CO2 soldier.
I dropped the little trowel and rubbed as much of the dirt I could from my hands and walked to the white lawn chair I dragged up to the roof and sat on it, watching the sky.
I pulled down the sun glasses I had on my eyes along with the beanie I was still wearing, crossing my legs at the knees and unfolding the map.
I should really add the new things I know on it but that can wait, I have barely explored the right side of town so I should go out there.
The last few days were spent constantly on the run for supplies that I used up in winter, the two nearest restaurants still had their bottled stuff and some are still drinkable even after the sell before date was reached, I also found a portable bunsen burner with a small metal grill top so I could finally have hot things again, it was time damn.
Today was a break day, taking care of things around here, making it more homely, moving all food to the fridge in the cafeteria definitively for example or moving a few things out of the office as it was now deemed to purely be my bedroom.
Without electricity it was still dark in places but I am no engineer, I can't bring one of those small windmills people can buy and have seen them wire up to fuel their garden lights with it, I just never learnt, and I think there is no DIY on how to do these things.
I sighed, pulling the beanie off and passing my hand through my hair, mine grew quite fast, a bit more then the average in a month and it adds up, I had short hair once.... Now like six inch long, I got a hairbrush as it is not like I have the luxury to always wash my hair so I will just keep it untangled for as long as I can.
I had brought a kiddy-pool up to the roof, those plastic ones and the water in that was for my body when I really felt like washing up, the drawer with the disinfectant in it still was used for that, pouring disinfectant in the water and letting things soak in it.
I even went down to the cops once but could not get the entrance gate open and they had installed razor wire on top of it before this mess so I was looking for a bolt cutter when I went on runs.
I got bored so I left my home, walking down the bank to the concrete shore of the river and sat on it, crisscross as if I let my feet hang in the water would be up to half my calf and I don't want my legs wet currently.
This is flowing water so it could be safe to drink I know it but there was now the knowledge of liquid transmission of the little virus fuckers so I would use the bunsen to heat little quantities to boiling for tee, you knew you could steep the same tea several times? I didn't either until not long ago and since coffee is something I have bags off but am not risking losing I resort to tee... It is not that bad.
I watched in silence, this time only having grabbed the bat before going out, no knife or ladle, the only thing I did add to my attire was leather gloves for hand protection, a mask hanging under my chin and on my ears with the straps and my ski goggles on my forehead, I am fully used to this world but I will not drop my guard, that's how people died even before this mess.
I looked at my wind up watch and sighed, hearing a distant sound that was a whisper to me but must be screams because the gunshot rang louder.
And I hesitated.
Are they worth helping?
I stood and looked towards the way the shots came from, across the bridge.
I sighed... I am too good for this world.
I am cutting my break day short.
I can't stand by without doing anything...
Not anymore.
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