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December 13th, 2011 Tags: 230th entry

December 13th.

                Something… wrong is happening here at night, and I thought I was seeing something, but now I know for sure.

                Remember how I said we had put Hal in charge of monitoring the feeds for the cameras on the late night shift?  Turns out that was a good idea, because he pays attention.  Remember also how I thought my mind was playing tricks on me?  It wasn’t.  I had seen something, and I talked myself out of checking it out because I was tired, and I think a little scared.  I think the whole PTSD malarkey is affecting me.  I think I was avoiding a fight, or the chance of a fight because I was scared.


                Anyway late last night, or early this morning depending on if you’re a dick or not, Hal comes knocking on my bedroom door.  I forget exactly when it was, but it was late as hell, and I was asleep.  At first I was paranoid that someone was waking me up to shoot me and take over or something, but I put two and two together after I saw the look on poor Hal’s face.  He literally looked like he’d seen a ghost. 

                We checked the server recording, and after a bit, I saw what he saw.  It was a small figure, maybe a boy, or a girl, and it was like… indistinct and grey, and weird.  It literally appeared out of nowhere directly at the back gate.  Immediately I thought I was seeing a ghost, and so did Hal.  It only made it worse when we saw the thing run off into the woods.  It… glided over the grass.  Not so much running, but gliding.  After holding hands and consoling one another, we went back to bed, where I didn’t sleep a fucking wink, and first thing in the morning I started to get the message out I wanted an executive all hands meeting. 

                I forget all the folks that were there, but you already know the lineup.  Kevin, Michelle, Abby, Patty, Mike, Fitz, Hal, and I wanted Caleb there too.  I pretty much wanted our combat contingent represented, our family and home people represented, and I wanted folks I trusted.  I wanted witnesses to see what was on the video, and to formulate a plan on what the hell we should do.

                I played the video.  Most folks just straight up were like what the fuck.  Some of the other folks thought Hal and I were fucking with them.  Abby was the one who made it solid, and real.  She immediately identified the figure in the video as the same figure she saw on Halloween when I was out.  She saw this same figure running over behind Hall E, and that figure led her around the back of the Hall to the berm wall, where she saw the undead standing there.

                Now put two and two together here Mr. Journal.  I saw undead at the wall where this figure was seen twice now, and Abby and James saw undead in the spot where they saw this figure run before.

                Major League creepy, right?

                No one knew exactly what the fuck it was.  Ghost?  Youngster?  Recon from a nearby settlement?  You know we still haven’t gotten to the root of the group of people that attacked MGR while I was out… I sit here writing this just after dinner time and all I can think about is people standing silently deep in the woods, watching our buildings, and the walls at night.  I can see them hiding just far enough into the trees so that we can’t see them, and they can still see everything.  Some of them have camo face paint on, and others have sunken, hungry faces.  Sometimes when I sit here and think about it, they are armed better than we are, and they’re just waiting for a good time to strike.

                I think my imagination is just getting the better of me.  I can’t think of how any group could be better armed than we are right now.  I mean, I guess there are military bases all over the world that are still surviving this with their ammo stockpiles and stuff, but for civvie groups, we’ve got out shit together pretty tight right now.  We’re past the soup sandwich phase, and moving into the “right as rain” portion of organization.

                Anyway, enough patting myself on the back.  Our plan to figure out who the fuck or what the fuck this thing on the camera feed is pretty simple.  Observe, and keep a crew of people right in the vicinity of the rear gate to respond the moment she shows up on camera.  I can’t recall if I ever clarified or not, but the rear gate is actually down the hill a bit near where the maintenance shit is.  It was the most sensible place to put it at the time, and it also conveniently gives up a place to hide for this project.  We’re also building a tower there right now, so that area will be under heavy observation during the daylight hours. 

                If we see this person, we are going to attempt to capture them.  Assuming of course they’re alive, and not actually a creature of the night that can walk through walls.  Let me tell you this Mr. Journal, from looking at that video, it certainly looks like whatever it was just walked through the back gate like it wasn’t even there. 

                Major League creepy.  Uncool as well.  Major League uncool.

                If we have to, we’ll chase it down and shoot it.  Assuming it can be killed.

                I don’t like all the variables here.  There are far too many moving pieces for my liking.  I have a shit feeling about this, and I find myself finding more and more reasons to just… ignore this, and I know that’s not right.  I haven’t vocalized this level of discomfort to anyone yet, because I know they’ll look at me like I’m growing a tail or something, but I really feel on many levels we should just… let this bullshit fly. 

                And then I think about how this could be our food thief, and I get all riled up again.  It doesn’t matter.  I committed us to this course of action, and we’ve already started our watches.  Kevin and Joel are down at the garage tonight pulling security when and if it ever comes back.  Kevin also dug into his endless bags of goodies, and issued out a handful of new comms sets for those of us who are likely to get into a fight.  He has throat microphones, and higher power military transmitters that operate on frequencies only available to the same gear.  Now we can communicate while outside (or inside) the wall, and not tie up radio traffic between MGR or the factory, or non combat communications.  Besides, it always seems to start a panic when folks hear that things are going bad on the radios somewhere.  It’s better this way.  Incidentally, I got a radio.  Kevin also said when I was feeling up to it, he’d hook me up with more gear that would, and I quote, “give me a 110% chubber.”

                I got three quarter wood just thinking about what that might be.  The man had access to SF unit armories and gear tanks, and I bet he’s got some pretty fucking nifty gadgets.  Knowing that we’ve got three Air Force para rescue guys here too makes me sleep better at night.  It’s a good feeling.

                Not sure what else matters to talk about right now.  Two towers are completed, the third is almost done, maybe another day or two.  That’s the one down in the maintenance area, near the rear gate.  Food is stable, not really changed.  Locking that set of doors vigilantly has been a real game changer.  I asked the other folks in the dorms to keep close eyes on their food stores as well, and they are reporting back with no changes.

                Our clothing and blanket situation is good.  We’ve got adequate supplies on hand to deal with major cold weather, which is a relief.  We had it all on hand too, which was nice.  No wasted effort.

                MGR is well.  Stable.  Right now it is being staffed by Renee, Mallory, Quan, and Ethan.  Ethan is the most skilled shooter/spotter Air Force guy, and having him on watch there helps dramatically.  He is also sharing his skill set to anyone who listens, and that is a tremendous boon.

                The Factory seems to be stable.  We had to make a water run to them this morning, and to be honest, we probably didn’t have to if it wasn’t for the weather.  It’s been brutally cold the past few days and they weren’t prepared for it.  Most of the water they had collected on the roof froze solid, and with no snow and just huge blocks of ice, they were a little worried they wouldn’t be able to melt it all in time for their needs.  Some of the guys made a quick three vehicle run over there to drop off about twenty gallons of h2o.

                Michelle will have the school’s first day in Hall B in three days, a day behind her schedule.  For the moment, the kids are super fucking excited.  They want to be social, and they want to learn things that are exciting, which is the majority of what we’ll be teaching now.  Many of our previous school subjects are just… not important anymore.  Plus we’re having a class dedicated to shooting, and that’s just terrific.  The kids love guns, even the girls.

                For now though, the majority of our attention is focused solely on the phantom at the back gate.  Whatever it is, it bothers the fuck out of me.





December 10th, 2011 Tags: 229th entry

December 10th.

                So the strangest thing happened the other night.  As you might suspect, I’ve been spending a lot of my time looking at the security feeds.  I got real nosy and focused more or less completely on the Factory for awhile, but as it turns out, they aren’t terribly exciting.  They just get their shit done, and that’s about it.  I mentioned this already, but it bore repeating.

                So when I go to bed since the system was installed, I check the feeds on my laptop.  The main computer recording everything is in my bedroom, so if I don’t feel like turning the monitor on, I just check it on my laptop.  I’m rambling.

                Anyway, so I was about to crash last night and I was looking at our feeds just to help me sleep better, and I swore to God I saw something move on the feed for the rear gate camera.  I can’t quite describe it, but it looked an awful lot like a blur, or an animal running by or something.  I’m sure it was nothing, maybe a deer or a bear or something, but man, I was mostly asleep, and it kinda freaked me out.  I spent a good amount of time just staring at the camera trying to get whatever it was that moved to reappear, but nothing did.  I was half asleep anyway, and to be honest, I’m now positive that it was just my mind playing tricks on me.

                We put Hal on the job for watching the cameras on third shift.  He said he was a natural night owl, and he’s ex service, and Kevin vouched for him big time, so it was a no brainer.  I tracked Hal down at lunch today to ask him if he saw anything on any of the feeds last night, and he said it was all clear.  That made me feel a little less crazy, and I’m thinking I’ll sleep much better tonight.

                So yeah.  Weirded out a bit, but overall, pretty good.

                I’m fucking tired as balls right now.  I feel like I was ran over by a defensive line wearing cleats.  I started doing some jogging around campus the other day, and as it turns out, I’m soft again.  What a pisser.  I also realized that going anywhere near the rear gate makes me feel weird.  I was jogging by the gate area and looked over at the top of the berm wall where I shot those five undead the other day and the pit of my stomach went to my shoes.  I sped up the run for as long as I could, trying to get the fuck away.  I changed the course of my lap to stay away from the gate. 

                PTSD much? 

                Fuck me, right?  Last thing I need is hesitation when it counts.  I think tomorrow or the next day I’ll FORCE myself to go there and get it over with.  Maybe I’ll go shooting too just to get used to hearing the M4 fire again.  I think I’ll talk to Kevin too.  It always helps to talk to people who have been through the same shit.  Folks just don’t understand what it’s like to almost die, or have your friends die unless they’ve been there, and lived it just like you.


                Headed to bed.  I’ll write more in the morning when I get some rest.  I’m sore as hell.





December 7th, 2011 Tags: 228th entry

December 7th.

                I am sporting epic wood right now. 

                Major league chubber. 

                Why do you ask?  Did I get to see some of my female acquaintances naked?  Was I watching some big screen pornography?  Well, no actually.  I just got back from a short training session with Andy about the first few cameras that are now up and operational.

                You heard it here Mr. Journal, we now have a broadcasted security system that is now somewhat operational.

                Motherfucking yeah.

                Alright so technologically speaking I am an enormous, useless dildo, so my explanation of how this works will suck.  Bear with me.  The basic idea is that we have cameras placed strategically all over the place that are all linked to laptops, that are set up somehow to broadcast their video feeds via a powerful wifi network that Andy set up.  He described it essentially as a powerful LAN party, which as a bit of a gaming nerd, I can wrap my head around.

                Each of the wifi transmitters broadcasts generally, and any laptop can pick up the signal if you have the proper password, just like if you had internet access before that day.  Pretty slick shit.  Adding even more amazing capability to this, Andy has a super powerful transmitter at the Factory that he somehow managed to link to MGR’s repeater tower or something, and I guess the signal from there bounces along a couple of wifi hot spots they put up between here and there. Long story short, we can access their video feed on their cameras, and they can access ours as well.  I can watch what is happening at the Factory, right fucking now.

                Andy has two central servers set up to record the streams.  One here at Bastion in my room on a desktop computer he built, and one in the security room at the Factory he also built.  We’ll have to purge the files every so often because they are pretty much useless, but we’ll keep the recording for awhile to make sure they aren’t needed.

                As of right this second, we only have the front gate camera, the rear gate camera, and the camera mounted on the corner of Route 18, and Auburn Lake Road.  It is on a phone pole, about fifteen feet up and has a great view of the intersection.  Anyone walking or driving up this road will be visible on the camera.  It should give us a solid five minutes of warning if we’re attacked that way by the living, and far more time if by the dead.

                So Andy said any laptop capable of connecting to the internet can connect to his network, and as I write this, I’ve got a browser window open in the background, and I can see all the camera feeds.  You can set up the page he made to have four cameras running in the view, or you can set it up to cycle through all of them.  Right now I’m watching the feeds from the Factory because quite frankly, I’m fucking nosy. 

                Incidentally, they are fairly boring people.  None of the cameras are in bedrooms, so thus far, I have not seen any sex with ex-strippers.  No fun for me, and certainly not the cause for my epic erection.

                How does this change life for us here at Bastion?  Excellent fucking question Mr. Journal.

                We no longer need to have people outside pulling security.  We will still post guards regularly, especially when we can expect attack or disruption, but we can now monitor all of these locations from any laptop.  What we will change to is a dedicated security person whose job is to sit up and watch the cameras for a shift.  I’m thinking we’ll do three eight hour shifts a day for that.  We will also have an “on call” rotation of people expected to respond immediately to anything seen on the cameras.  During their shift those people are expected to remain armed at all times, and able to respond immediately to any walkies sent by the person watching the cameras.   If whatever incident is more serious than what they can handle, then they will “sound the alarm” and wake up or mobilize  the rest of us.  Right now we’re thinking the “on call” will be three people, plus the person dedicated to the cameras. 

                Obviously, we’ll adjust as needed.

                Right now because of the human attack on MGR, I’m asking that we have at least one person still pulling security 24 hours a day.  I want someone with a weapon walking the wall to open fire if someone gets sneaky.  Imagine if you will a person or persons walking the long way through the woods to get our backside.  They theoretically could get all the way to the back side of campus without being seen or heard by anything, and as terrific as our wall is, if they have time and some rope, they can get right over it.  The wall was not built to keep sneaky living people out.  We need more barbed or concertina wire for that.  And guns.  More guns would be nice. 

                What else is new?  I feel like the addition of the cameras completely dominated my day.  Oh shit, so the amazing news is that the men and women managed to get all the gear for all the camera installations by mid day today, without death or injury.  Kevin said there was a bit of a hairy moment when they were inside the grocery store yesterday.  I guess Andy was on a ladder getting a camera down off a ceiling beam or something, and a few of the guys were moving through the store floor, looking for anything worth taking, and somehow a zombie got into the building and started to claw at the ladder with Andy at the top of it.

                Joel was nearest, and when Andy started to yell for help, he had Andy grab onto the beam for his life, and Joel ran over and smashed the zombie in the head.  The ladder almost tipped over in the process, which would’ve left poor Andy dangling from the ceiling of the grocery store for a few seconds, but it didn’t tip, and everything came out okay.  As you might imagine, the work to finish the camera installations is still ongoing.

                I want two or three more cameras here inside Bastion, as well as at least two more on the walls.  I’d like one camera pointing towards the woods on our blind side, and as dumb as it sounds, I want one more pointing towards Auburn Lake itself, on the off chance a group of crazy assholes tries to attack us from that side.  Honestly, it’d be how I’d do it.  Andy and Martin need to assemble something like ten more boxes/mounts for cameras to get the whole project “done for the moment” so that’s a few more days or so.  I’m stoked Andy is a nerd of epic proportions.  Clearly he has some serious nerd skills.

                I wonder if he could teach science for Michelle at the school?  I need to try and remember to get in touch with her and let her know.

                What is new? No new evidence of theft.  No more food has been stolen either, especially since I dropped the “Adrian is pissed” talk on folks about leaving the fucking cafeteria unlocked.  Ever since that talk a few days ago, it seems as if the food is being consumed at a normal rate.  I also made sure to ask Ryan to keep the gym/hydroponics building locked as well, as we don’t need anyone breaking into there to steal our shit, or to break or steal our hydroponics set up.

                Something I’ve totally forgotten to mention is that while I was out, Ollie managed to prep and plant garlic for us for next year!  I guess it needs to grow over the winter or whatever, and needed to be planted sometime in mid to late October.  He put about ten rows of it into a nice new garden on the grounds of campus.  I cannot explain to you how fucking excited I am for garlic in the spring.  Fresh cloves of garlic for cooking.  Oh hells yes.  We’ve got so much fresh produce here from the fields as well as the stuff Ryan and Becca are churning out in the hydro set up…  I think we are far ahead of the consumption rate, but again, with all these new mouths to feed…

                We still need to figure out how to get fresh water to the folks at the Factory.  We haven’t had to run them any water yet… Rain has been plentiful thankfully, and it looks like we’ll have a fair amount of snow for them to melt.  I am still worried though.  I don’t like having people in places where they can’t access fresh water regularly.

                I am starting to simmer the stolen food thing.  My rage has subsided somewhat, and with all the clear evidence of food growing plentifully all over the place, I feel like I’m getting angry over nothing.  I am still bothered by the dishonesty aspect of it, but I think I’m just taking it personally because so much of the work that went into accumulating all that food was mine.  Abby and Patty helped a lot too, but I feel like that was mostly my burden.

                In good news, the neck feels great, and my overall level of soreness after activity is dropping dramatically.  I should be able to move about without any kind of pain in a few days, barring injury, so that’s very exciting.  I’d love to go out myself and see parts of town I haven’t been able to in a long time.  I’m getting cabin fever hardcore.  Oh well, it’ll happen when it happens.  Until then, I will get my need to get out satisfied by watching these cameras.








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