EMP Disaster | Book 3 | Breaking Chaos by Hamilton Grace

Author:Hamilton, Grace [Hamilton, Grace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Post-Apocalyptic | EMP | Survival
Published: 2021-11-09T16:00:00+00:00

20

“Couldn’t we just stay right here?” Shona asked. “It’s a nice enough place. Feels sort of peaceful. Don’t you think so, Mom?”

Melanie stood in the sunlight, squinting against a bright beam that felt like it was stabbing through her skull. She hadn’t slept well. Although she had initially drifted off to sleep, the enormous widow maker had indeed crashed down a short time later and jolted her awake. After that, she’d spent the rest of the night anxious and unable to go back to sleep. She’d taken watch for a few hours, but the time had passed without incident.

“Over time, we could fix this place up,” Shona added. “Don’t you think so?”

Melanie walked over to the firepit and sat down on a stool. She was waiting for a fresh pot of water to boil. The residue of their breakfast—mostly rabbit bones—was lying nearby. Rita was also awake, sitting on a step of the cabin. She had the duffel bag on her lap.

“Shona, we don’t really have the resources right now to make this place livable,” Melanie said. “We’ve got enough food for a few days, and then we’ll have to move on.”

“We have a water supply right there,” Shona said, pointing at the creek.

“Yes, there’s water here, but it’s a very small creek. It’s almost dried up, and what do we do if it stops flowing? Anyway, that doesn’t take care of the food problem.”

“We can kill more rabbits,” Shona said.

Nathan was walking with Dusty around the perimeter of the clearing. Shona had followed him for a little while, but her ankle was still bothering her. Finally, she’d resigned herself to sitting on the fallen log.

“There’s not enough wildlife in this part of the forest to keep seven people and a dog alive for a long period of time,” Melanie said. “We’ll starve. No, Shona, this camp was a good place to rest for the night, but we have to press on.”

With an expulsive breath, Rita set the duffel bag aside, rose, and stepped away from the cabin. “Well, I searched every nook and cranny of the backpack, and I dug through the duffel bag again. We didn’t bring a compass with us, boss. Sorry. We brought plenty of other crap, but not a compass.”

“There were so many of them in that supply closet,” Melanie said with a sigh.

“We were kind of in a rush when we packed,” Rita reminded her.

“Yeah, I know.” The water had been boiling for a few minutes, so she rose and approached the firepit. Using a scrap of an old rag, she lifted the pot from the fire and set it to one side to cool. “This should be safe to drink soon.”

“Do we need a compass, really?” It was Lizzy. She’d gone off behind some trees to relieve herself. Walking back into camp, she looked rough. Her shoulder-length blond hair was in wild disarray, her pants muddy up to mid-thigh, her shirt rumpled and stained. “We’re just marching into the mountains. Does it matter which direction we’re headed?”

Melanie glanced skyward.

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