{"id":20571,"date":"2024-11-21T09:57:36","date_gmt":"2024-11-21T15:57:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=20571"},"modified":"2024-11-21T09:57:36","modified_gmt":"2024-11-21T15:57:36","slug":"the-radiated-zone-part-three","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2024\/11\/21\/the-radiated-zone-part-three\/","title":{"rendered":"The Radiated Zone Part three"},"content":{"rendered":"\n\n\n

This is another continuation of my series The Radiated Zone<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Day 68- Ok so I want to cry the team landed and the creature immediately slaughtered them the second they pulled out weaponry. I am starting to think that I should leave this base. Not to become some weird sacrifice hopefully but because number one I have no food other than a low supply of military grade MRE\u2019s and the fact that for some call of the wild shit I don\u2019t think this human mass will hurt me. I\u2019ve been analyzing it and pouring over any books about cryptids or strange and unnatural things. I am now eternally grateful to Danny and his weird obsession for these types of things otherwise I\u2019d have no fucking idea what I\u2019m dealing with. He was a cunt that made fun of me for praying but now that I\u2019ve found his book on Lucifer and small alter, I get it he was just projecting sadly. But other than that terrifying book I think these people are just angry because their death was unjustified because none of my co-workers respected them none of them but me. <\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Day 70- So, taking down barriers is very confusing and so fucking loud for no reason. So, the human mass saw or heard me immediately! It was terrifying to see dead people ranging from twelve to twenty lurching towards you. I just played in my head what all those creepy ass books had said it said to play it cool, so I walked towards it while trying not to piss myself out of fear. And just like that it slowed immediately it was like it understood I was a scrawny unarmed five, six man. They made sounds at me it was very uncomforting, but I could tell they were just trying to communicate with me. So, I did what any sane person would do of course and started crying. I hate my stupid empathy, I can\u2019t help it, and Charles, and they were right, I cry at everything. I couldn\u2019t help it though they looked so sad and desperate once I got done crying, I pulled my notepad out of the pockets of my hazmat suit and laid it out in front of them along with my stupid sparkly pen that at least the kids took delight in.\u00a0<\/span><\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Day 73- \u201c<\/span>find a cure for the poison that plagues us\u201d <\/span>is<\/span> what they wrote which is only slightly terrifying. I understand what they want now though and that is all that is necessary to know. Macy was who oversaw working with radiation poisoning and trying to find some sort of cure. I\u2019m sure if I read her logs, I will be able to pick up where she left off or find something?<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

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This is another continuation of my series The Radiated Zone Day 68- Ok so I want to cry the team landed and the creature immediately slaughtered them the second they pulled out weaponry. I am starting to think that I should leave this base. Not to become some weird sacrifice hopefully but because number one … Continue reading “The Radiated Zone Part three”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":102,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20571"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/102"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=20571"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20571\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":20640,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20571\/revisions\/20640"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=20571"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=20571"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=20571"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}