The Off Grid Survivor: An EMP Survival Story by Connor Mccoy

Author:Connor Mccoy [Mccoy, Connor]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Post-Apocalyptic | EMP
Published: 2017-09-17T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Once they finally had put their bikes inside the building, Liam slammed the door shut behind them, sealing him, Conrad and Carla off from the now heavy rain just outside. No longer being hit with a constant downpour, Liam gulped in dry air. But his relief was short lived as he found the air was also stagnant, causing him to cough.

Conrad was not any better as he held a fist to his mouth while he coughed. It was some time before he spoke up. “Damn. Well, it’s not the Ritz, but it’ll do for the night.”

Carla unhitched a small lantern from her belt and lit it up, providing some illumination for their new shelter. It wasn’t much to look at. Their quarters were just one chamber with a high ceiling, but lots of supplies and tools cramping up the place. It was likely this place was the main building for the monument being built. Fortunately, the roof had been completed, but it had not progressed much further, as a lot of construction tools packed the inside of this room, including a large air compressor, packs of cement, piles of hoses, a couple of wheelbarrows, and a few hand tools.

Conrad tapped the floor with his boot. Solid concrete. Likely, the floor was intended to be finished and polished, perhaps even carpeted for visitors, but now that never would happen. They’d have to make do sleeping on it.

“Well, kids, first order of business is to get out of these wet clothes. No sense in getting pneumonia while we’re on a rescue mission.” Dragging his backpack along, Conrad marched around the back of the air compressor.

“And let’s designate our spaces while we change.” He stopped and turned to the two youngsters. “No sense in seeing anything we don’t want to, right?”

Liam turned to Carla. “Right, right.”

“I mean, I know I’m sixty, but I still can impress the ladies. I don’t want to be tempting your bride there, Liam!” Conrad called back.

Liam’s skin burned as he cringed. “Dad! For God’s sake.”

Beside him, Carla braced her mouth with her hand as she laughed.

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