Only a few days ago I did the group know of my intention to go and look for Ivan. As expected, the news was received with disagreement. Elena just support my idea. The others I tried out of my head almost instantly to present my idea. Bethlehem said that neither occurred to me, that nothing in the world was going to let me go and hunt for Ivan, whether alone or accompanied. Topped their opinion saying Ivan, if he had not, is it almost certainly had died and that his life was not worth jeopardizing our coming after him. Eduardo, the always mature and reasonable voice of the group, gave him reason to Bethlehem, clarifying that my intention was good only if we have the certainty that Ivan is alive, but no, we do not know if he is alive or dead. Mary, shaking her head from side to side as negative, just a pronounced "Take it off the head, Erik. Not worth it" . Hans, his blue eyes staring into mine with an expression of powerlessness, said "I am starting to get too old for these jogging ..." . Elena said she was only willing to join me as long as the mission is accomplished. Apparently, take less than Ivan's what I thought. When this was offered to accompany me, Bethlehem threw a look of hatred and said in a threatening tone "Forget it. You do not go with my guy anywhere," . Before the girl had time to reply, I told them to forget it, that I removed the head. Bethlehem smiled at this. After this conversation and feeling bad for saying something not meant to do, and, above all, for lying to Bethlehem, I went away to sit on the stairs of the entrance. I stayed there a while, turning the matter. There been studying maps and plotting routes to hidden the previous day. More or less, I had an idea of \u200b\u200bplaces could have requested that Ivan. At that time, I saw Edward walking to my position. When he got to where I stood, sat next to me and told me "Guess what? In that time we've been together, I have come to know you better than if you had given birth. Before you step, and know where you're going to run, before you speak, I know what you will say, before you think something, I know you are thinking. It's not that you're predictable, believe me. Therefore, whether these plotting, I know you round the head. What you're stubborn ass, I know I want to go alone in search of Ivan. What I've hit the jackpot? ". Startled and afraid that what others say, I said no, that at no time I had crossed his mind to leave alone. Second lie. It was my idea from the outset. Eduardo laughed and told me "That you do not believe there yourself. Now tell me you've never done. Not come to recriminarte you have thought so much less sonsacarte to tell the others. I know you're a great guy, very noble, and begrudge you think there is a companion who may be in trouble and you're here doing nothing. That's one of your virtues. So I want you, before doing that, you know I'll go with you. You know I think like others, but it will not let a friend in the lurch and his luck. Need someone that will cover your back, right?. Well before that there is nothing. So, before you leave the madness of just count on me, okay? ". answered a" course " smiled and gave him a pat on the back, which I returned before getting up and leaving. Third Lie . While I appreciate your offer, I said in the previous post was not going to endanger anyone's life by my decision. At that time, I decided when setting up my plan. I would do on day 5 and before dawn . And so I did.
Today, day 5, I have not slept all morning. The previous day, during dinner with my colleagues, I felt a strong regret. Bethlehem while I spoke like that, when he kissed me when I told Eduardo to go today to take a bath in the river located 2 miles from here, when everyone was laughing, I kept thinking today was scheduled to leave without saying anything . I do not want to even imagine their faces of surprise when they discovered that I had gone and what breaks my soul even more, knowing the tremendous disappointment of Bethlehem and that he would shed tears for me. Therefore, yesterday morning, on a break from farm work, I walked away to sit under a pine and there he wrote the letter today I left Bethlehem in the nightstand. The contents of the letter is this: Dear
Bethlehem
today I wonder why I have not dawned in the bed next to you like every morning. You might think I woke up early and I'm in the living room. But in reading this letter, you may have noticed that it is not. First of all, I tell you I do not want to shed a tear, as there is no reason to do so. I'm not dead nor have I gone forever. Not if you remember that a few days ago I talk about my intention to go to find Ivan. Well, nobody knows you better than that of laps that I have given to this since the end of the period in which Ivan had to be back. Well. I've gone looking for him. When you talk about it, it was to organize a search team. I've been very clear from the outset that this mission had to go alone. Why? Because I'm tired of seeing comrades die not stop, people gradually have developed into our only family and at night we were taken away. Do not get used to, baby. not get used to the world we live in the thread so fine that separates life from death. Whenever this happens, I feel like I hit the soul with a mallet. I feel that these people as they fall, it could be you next to me down. All this troubles me. For the same reason to go and hunt for Ivan, I leave no part in the search.
're saying now is all for having done this. And I understand. I would do the same. But you know I am. I lost my principles. But do not worry. I'm not going to happen and as soon settle this matter, for better or for worse, I go back with you (I know I get a good slap, which I deserve: P) and I go back to your side ever separate .
not take me this few days. It is possible that a few weeks, depending on how elapse day and I supplies last. Otherwise, be quiet. I armed with enough ammunition, so there is nothing to fear. You know all this time, all we have learned enough to successfully overcome difficult situations. So do not suffer. Y. .. if the worst case, what happens will not happen, or I do not return, which, I repeat, NOT going to happen, I want to know something. You're everything to me. If the apocalypse that we had become depended upon to know, do not hesitate to sign it happen again. You are what you've always wanted, the balance has been lacking in my life since I exist. That balance has restored my will to live, wanting to see a new dawn to breathe one more day, to exist. That something I never had and that I'm not giving up now that I finally found. Not a day does not remember the first time I saw you. Your beautiful hair, your beautiful eyes, your lips, I fell in love at an early stage. You were an angel in the middle of hell. The last thing I expected to find among the horror. Much less expected was that angel to me. Who was going to tell me ... For all that, I will not allow me away on your side. Not now. So I ask you just wait and do not lose hope, and I'll come back as you least expect it. I promise, honey. You just wait for me.
I love you, honey.
Erik
PD Explain to everyone because I've gone without warning. Especially to Eduardo, and ask forgiveness for my part, break my word. Ah! I forgot! Do not even think out in my search. Do not do this, please. Is what I do.
Erik
PD Explain to everyone because I've gone without warning. Especially to Eduardo, and ask forgiveness for my part, break my word. Ah! I forgot! Do not even think out in my search. Do not do this, please. Is what I do.
The letter I left on the bedside table, beside the lamp, the light enough to Bethlehem to see. At the time I left, I was as quiet as possible to avoid waking her. Before heading out the door, I looked at Bethlehem. She was as beautiful as ever, sleeping and alien to all that I was preparing to do. I felt a tremendous nostalgia tears have sprung to my eyes. I could not contain myself and I approached her, I caressed her hair softly and I kissed her cheek slowly. Perhaps it would be the last time I saw her. At that time, I whispered to him again before he started to throw at fault, that it promised. At the same moment, Bethlehem, in dreams, has begun to talk. It was as if he was scared and kept repeating my name over and over again. With great delicacy, I have been away from the bed and I came through the door. Among the dark hallway, I walked toward the closet where we keep some of our weapons. This is located down the hall, near the door to the room of Michael. While I approached this room, I have begun to distinguish a series of noises and voices that caught my attention. At first I did question whether to continue or abort the mission, but decided to continue. It seemed that this was a discussion on some of the rooms, nothing more. My surprise was when I found out that it was room for noise coming from the room of Michael. I felt so curious about what was happening I could not resist hitting the ear in the door. It was as if there had been a battle within. I could make out as if someone was breaking all the furniture in the room. Suddenly the noise stopped and a few groans were heard. It was Miguel. It began: "Lord, why? Why have you forsaken me when I need you most? Why do not you reveal yourself to me, your humble servant? We doing wrong? Why we have aroused your anger toward us? "Tell me, do me a revelation and I mend the mistake ..." . After this, Michael has broken out to mourn inconsolably. Now I do not doubt that even he himself created his own story. At least, if so and I did not change, will remain a simple harmless blessed. I did not want to risk hearing more and have continued up to the closet. As I waited, guns still in place and no one had even touched it. I took the semi-automatic rifle, a backpack filled with all the ammunition they could and I went way out of the building.
When I opened the door, I saw a figure almost on top of mine that has startled me and made me my gun irons quickly. Thankfully, I ignored my instincts and did not open fire. It was Eugene, the famous girl who did not speak. This, to me is pointing and has startled face of terror. I quickly dropped the gun and I started to calm down. It has moved away from me and was huddled in a corner, as if he feared would do him harm. I asked who was one outside the building at that time, had not dawned and it was dangerous. Obviously, no answer. I told him to get inside the building before they finish the sentence, ran inland. With time running out, I have addressed was what would be my vehicle: the Harley-Davidson. Still had the keys that Ivan gave me before his departure. I knew starting the bike in the same parking would be crazy, because if Harleys are known for being some precious motorcycles, so are its unmistakable and loud roar, so I carried away from the bike place off. I have put in place when I calculated to be far enough away. Would come a little more, but walking this path in the dark I became increasingly nervous. I have not stopped in front of me to think that there might be a prowler and was not going to see until you have biting my neck. When you put the key and turned, this started with no problem. Once up, I noticed that the tank was almost full, I've accelerated and sped away. With the wind caressing my face, I remembered the last time I took a motorcycle of this caliber. As you recall, the outcome was not good at all because of my over-reliance on the handlebars, so today I drove cautiously and without excessive speed. This time not with me Thor to get me up the pieces.
all morning I kept driving and my first stop was the petrol station which found Ivan Skull Buckle Korps. If I have made here has been hoping to find clues that lead me to where Vladimir has been directed (as much as Ivan says, I still believe they are alive) and his men. Ascertaining this, I would make an idea of \u200b\u200bwhere Ivan had gone. Arriving at the station has cost me several hours and by the way I found many of marauders roaming the road with a small horde that has forced me to swerve. When I reached my destination and after checking that the area was clear, I have begun to explore. I started on the outside. The area was apparently the same as the day we first arrived. There seemed no one had gone after. I looked at all the details and just something caught my attention. There was a puddle of motor oil and boot footprints that had crumpled the pond, leaving several tracks. Then I thought about Ivan and the boots fit, but then I remembered that this kind of boots and the like also wearing the Skull Korps in full, therefore, do not know if these steps are recent or after our visit. Seeing that there was nothing, I entered the trade in the gas station. Here, the air was almost unbearable. A putrid stench enveloped the room and it was impossible to remain here without covering your nose. A few meters from the entrance, near the counter, lay the lifeless body of the predator to which Ivan grabbed the buckle. This was already rotten and purulent mass, slathered in gooey brownish different colors. Almost vomit when I saw that was completely filled with worms and had a separate arm of the body. Apparently, the vermin had feasted with him. He inspected the room as fast as I could, but I have not found anything that caught my attention. No, at least until I've turned to leave. Writing on the wall and spray with black paint, read: "ERIK, Bastard, I told you not seek me. IF YOU ARE INTERESTED FOR THESE DOGS WERE NORTHBOUND DIRECTION TARRAGONA-REUS. DO NOT ASK ME HOW I KNOW. 06/18/1910 IVAN. "Apparently, this was written to seven days to leave. And of course, knew it was going to go in his search. Much has happened since then. If only it had been a recent paper, it could know he is still alive.
I lost most of the day plotting new routes on maps. This track has forced me to change all the routes to take and thought I had drawn earlier days. At least, I know something, and that is has been directed towards the north, therefore, all I have to retrace his steps. I still have hours of daylight, but I think I will not continue on the road today. I want to find somewhere safe to stay overnight. And I think that is where I'm going to direct. A grandparent's house. I know what happened during our stay there was to be pissed off enough with us, so we got kicked out, but maybe I let through only one night there and take the chance to inform them of the 'Church of the end of time' . Perhaps, when I spoke to who are religious like them and others, access to go. The truth, leaving the elderly couple there is a thorn that has been nailed me. And after we did blunder. If not let me stay overnight at the house, sleep in his barn without them knowing about it. And found that the area is safe, it is also the best option, since I have to go through that area anyway.
Well, I'll keep you posted.
When I opened the door, I saw a figure almost on top of mine that has startled me and made me my gun irons quickly. Thankfully, I ignored my instincts and did not open fire. It was Eugene, the famous girl who did not speak. This, to me is pointing and has startled face of terror. I quickly dropped the gun and I started to calm down. It has moved away from me and was huddled in a corner, as if he feared would do him harm. I asked who was one outside the building at that time, had not dawned and it was dangerous. Obviously, no answer. I told him to get inside the building before they finish the sentence, ran inland. With time running out, I have addressed was what would be my vehicle: the Harley-Davidson. Still had the keys that Ivan gave me before his departure. I knew starting the bike in the same parking would be crazy, because if Harleys are known for being some precious motorcycles, so are its unmistakable and loud roar, so I carried away from the bike place off. I have put in place when I calculated to be far enough away. Would come a little more, but walking this path in the dark I became increasingly nervous. I have not stopped in front of me to think that there might be a prowler and was not going to see until you have biting my neck. When you put the key and turned, this started with no problem. Once up, I noticed that the tank was almost full, I've accelerated and sped away. With the wind caressing my face, I remembered the last time I took a motorcycle of this caliber. As you recall, the outcome was not good at all because of my over-reliance on the handlebars, so today I drove cautiously and without excessive speed. This time not with me Thor to get me up the pieces.
all morning I kept driving and my first stop was the petrol station which found Ivan Skull Buckle Korps. If I have made here has been hoping to find clues that lead me to where Vladimir has been directed (as much as Ivan says, I still believe they are alive) and his men. Ascertaining this, I would make an idea of \u200b\u200bwhere Ivan had gone. Arriving at the station has cost me several hours and by the way I found many of marauders roaming the road with a small horde that has forced me to swerve. When I reached my destination and after checking that the area was clear, I have begun to explore. I started on the outside. The area was apparently the same as the day we first arrived. There seemed no one had gone after. I looked at all the details and just something caught my attention. There was a puddle of motor oil and boot footprints that had crumpled the pond, leaving several tracks. Then I thought about Ivan and the boots fit, but then I remembered that this kind of boots and the like also wearing the Skull Korps in full, therefore, do not know if these steps are recent or after our visit. Seeing that there was nothing, I entered the trade in the gas station. Here, the air was almost unbearable. A putrid stench enveloped the room and it was impossible to remain here without covering your nose. A few meters from the entrance, near the counter, lay the lifeless body of the predator to which Ivan grabbed the buckle. This was already rotten and purulent mass, slathered in gooey brownish different colors. Almost vomit when I saw that was completely filled with worms and had a separate arm of the body. Apparently, the vermin had feasted with him. He inspected the room as fast as I could, but I have not found anything that caught my attention. No, at least until I've turned to leave. Writing on the wall and spray with black paint, read: "ERIK, Bastard, I told you not seek me. IF YOU ARE INTERESTED FOR THESE DOGS WERE NORTHBOUND DIRECTION TARRAGONA-REUS. DO NOT ASK ME HOW I KNOW. 06/18/1910 IVAN. "Apparently, this was written to seven days to leave. And of course, knew it was going to go in his search. Much has happened since then. If only it had been a recent paper, it could know he is still alive.
I lost most of the day plotting new routes on maps. This track has forced me to change all the routes to take and thought I had drawn earlier days. At least, I know something, and that is has been directed towards the north, therefore, all I have to retrace his steps. I still have hours of daylight, but I think I will not continue on the road today. I want to find somewhere safe to stay overnight. And I think that is where I'm going to direct. A grandparent's house. I know what happened during our stay there was to be pissed off enough with us, so we got kicked out, but maybe I let through only one night there and take the chance to inform them of the 'Church of the end of time' . Perhaps, when I spoke to who are religious like them and others, access to go. The truth, leaving the elderly couple there is a thorn that has been nailed me. And after we did blunder. If not let me stay overnight at the house, sleep in his barn without them knowing about it. And found that the area is safe, it is also the best option, since I have to go through that area anyway.
Well, I'll keep you posted.
- Erik -
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