Well, that first aid class could have gone over better. Maybe she shouldn't have gone on a tangent about poor sex ed classes after someone had piped up about thinking cucumbers would just give you AIDS if you didn't wash them before use. Kids these days, honestly...But so it was that she was back on duty again, having taken a good hour and a half long nap, ready to take on the apocalyptic world and all of its vagaries and obfuscating obstructions and...wait was vagaries even the right word here...Damn her, she just was getting a little too light-headed.
Water was getting harder to find, as was food in general. Adelaide considered just shedding one or two of her layers and taking a chance out in the cold if it meant getting more supplies. But then, if she was struggling, she couldn't be the only one. Would clothing really get her anything now? She had to wonder...
Either way, work still went on; that was one thing the end of the world hadn't changed. So she reported to the office and got her schedule, sighing as she read that she was on fence duty again. Well ,at least it wasn't cleaning this time. Last time she had done it, the older woman had had a phenomenal time just prying bodies off left and right, coming back with a sickly scent that made her want to take two showers even though it wasn't allowed.
And thus did she peruse the fence and take the chance to stretch her legs, still wincing from the fight with Bing. As she moved around, she noted that there was another impressive looking hole in the fence and almost rolled her eyes--not at the fact that it seemed like a Sisyphean challenge to keep this thing up, but because the infected were just so damn annoying.
THIS IS HALLOWEEN: Crossroads
This is Halloween Crossroads
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