Natasha Kusanagi drawn by [Kiloseven]
Full Name: Natasha Kusanagi
Nickname(s): 'Nat'
Age: 27
Weight: 133 Lbs
Nationality: Australian (Formerly Japanese)
Birthplace: Kami-Ikebukuro, Japan
Current Residence: Swanbourne, Western Australia
Occupation: Australian Defense Force, Officer
Status: Alive
Relationship Status: Seeing Someone
Hair Style: Side Swept Undercut with Red Highlight
Hair Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Brown
Facial Features: Freckles | Empty Right Eye Socket (Healed) | Helix Removed by Inexperienced Incision (Left ear, jagged scar) | Missing First Premolar (Upper right side) | Unset Broken Nose | Small Circular Burn Scar (Left Temple, Size indicates wound is from Cigarette)
Body Features: AB blood type tattoo on right shoulder|Irezumi body tattoos|Slight limp (Left Leg)|Multiple Healed GSWs| Burn Scars Left Arm
Family
Mother |Akiko Kusanagi | Marui Department Store Assistant Manager | Kami Ikebukoro | Status Unknown
Brother | Jun Kusanagi | Pitcher Buffalo Bisons | Buffalo, NY | Status Unknown
Half-Brother | Jiro Kusanagi | Yakuza | Zōshigaya Cemetery | Deceased
Father |RADM. Sam Kelly | RADM. (Ret) Australian Royal Navy, Survivalist | Unregistered Survivalist Colony, Australian Outback | Status Unknown
Half-Brother |CPO. Abel Kelly| Chief Petty Officer Australian Royal Navy | HMAS Canberra | Status Unknown
Half-Brother | LCpl. Peyton Kelly | Lance Corporal Australian Army (Medical Discharge) | Macquarie Hospital | Status Unknown
ZDAY -8
JFK AIRPORT INTERNATIONAL CUSTOMS OFFICE
SEIZED AUDIO
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Ofc. J. Barkley- "Good afternoon, Miss Kusanagi is it?"
N. Kusanagi- "G'day. And please call me Natasha."
Ofc. J. Barkley- "Came a rather long way, what's the purpose for your visit?"
N. Kusanagi- "Going to see Slipknot in Chicago, one of my mates has family there. He was going anyways, so I decided to tag along."
Ofc. J. Barkley- "Ah Mr. King, I've spoken with him and verified this already. Also noticed that you're both wearing tags, you serve?"
N. Kusanagi- "Heh, we still do. Australian Defense Force."
Ofc. J. Barkley- "Did a tour of the sandbox myself back when I was a bit younger. Well Natasha, welcome to the United States. Enjoy your vacation."
N. Kusanagi- "Thanks mate, I sure as hell need it..."
ZDAY -1
UNITED CENTER LEVEL 100 WOMENS BATH
INTERCEPTED LONG DISTANCE PHONE CALL
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Phone rings multiple times but is sent to message by receiving caller.
Machine- "You've reached Hale." "And Nat!" "Please leave a message after the bloody tone!"
(Note: Music can be heard in the background ID: SLIPKNOT-DUALITY. Causing some audio distortion. Has been edited for clarity. -Dr. Ennik)
N. Kusanagi- "Ryan... I've been thinking a lot about this... I just want to call and let you know I'm sor-"
2221- Overwhelming amount of calls jam up towers. N.Kusanagi looses reception. 3 more calls to long distance number are attempted.
ZDAY
CHICAGO OMNI HOTEL
12TH FL. HALLWAY CAM
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The tape would should N.Kusanagi leading a group of two men (One identified as Edward King. Location Unknown) against recently turned infected. The three successfully defended a group of civilians using improvised weapons (Let the record state that these "weapons" are hotel furniture, except the large Bowie Knife wielded by E. King. -Dr. Ennik) After the attack the group is led down the stairs. Due to the state of the Omni Building all other tapes were lost to the bombardment.
ZDAY +246
CLINCHMORE, TN BUNKER 027
EXTERIOR CAMERA FIVE
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First run in with N.Kusanagi. First human seen in local area after deployment of WET teams in local town. Door to dormitory areas unlocked for further observation. -Dr. Ennik
CCTV images show the arrival of N.Kusanagi as well as a small unidentified child. Kusanagi discovers CCTV system near immediately, flipping off said cameras. Dormitory area unlocked by Dr. Ennik and is quickly discovered. The two settle in for three weeks, N.Kusanagi making constant transmissions on PRC. N. Kusanagi begins to patrol loca- SUBJECTS HAVE ESCAPED CONTAINMENT MAY GOD HAVE MERCY ON OUR SOULS. ██-class nerve agent released. End of Logs.
Hannah Farr: It was nice seeing you laugh the other day. I saw the ray of happiness that used to cover your face at all time. I don't want you isolating yourself. Im here for you Hannah.
Jayesh Sanghrajka: Jay has shaped up to be one hell of a leader. Hell, I still remember butting heads with him back in Chicago. We've come pretty far haven't we?
Bosco Pavlovic: Ripped a bunch of asshats to pieces on the ma-deuce. Dont know what he did before all this but it was somethin.
Naomi Waters: You look like Ashley, but you don't have her attitude. From our small amount of time together. I've quickly realized that you're an asset to the group.
Ashley Waters: You've returned once again, and seem to have a level head this time. Whether you believe or not I worry because I actually care about you. You've helped us in the past, and you keep coming back. Hopefully you stay this time.
Ethan Fogg: One of the originals of the group, long ago we butt heads but now have adapted some style of linear thinking. I consider him the recruiter of the group and a true friend.
Kreg Luther: Things have been going rather well. We work great together as a team. It feels nice to have someone I can let my guard down around. I'm glad I have you.
Lulu: You'll always have a place with me Lulu, and Ill always be there to protect you.
Mayu: You've been living in our house for a bit, I actually feel like I have a small family going on with you and Kreg around. Even though your not my own. I will always treat you like your my Kin. I fight to make a better world for you Lil Roo.
Parker: Mates got an attitude, but so does everyone that has to lug around the MG. We don't see eye to eye on things, but when push comes to shove and were fighting off a band of asshats? He's a squared away motherfucker.
Renee Ford: Killed a bear with a bow. If that's not impressive I don't know what is. She seems to be a natural cosmetologist and hunter. Don't let her cheery personality put you off. If push comes to shove I know she'll be one of the ones standing with us.
Alex Bordeaux: You know I never though I would be friends with a politician, but hell its a new world. Saved his life before meeting the group. He got shot up pretty bad, me and King stumbled upon him bleeding out in a abandoned building. We quickly bonded and became rather good friends, as most of your opinions were logical and contrasted the groups thoughts in the earlier days. It was sad to see you branch off and leave us for that villa in the last valley. I lost someone that I confided in and could bounce ideas off without personal bias. You've returned though, and I couldn't be happier. Someday you're going to be a leader in the new world, I don't have a doubt in my mind.
Carson: Bloody hell I'm glad your back, think we've both saved each others skins more than a few times. Welcome back mate, we'll have to grab a beer or two and talk about music one of these days.
Erika Winters: Someone that has my back at every turn. She's an asset to the group even though we sometimes butt heads. Disagreement does not mean disloyalty.
Maggie: You've lost my trust. I have nothing more to say.
The Mexican: One of the Vatos survived and stumbled upon our group by chance. One of the hulks took your friends out and gave you a pretty bad wound. Still pissed about the two jackasses playing doctor making it fucking worse... then just leaving you there to bleed. Get better, we need people like you.
Alexander Constantine: An old Army grunt turned helicopter pilot. Met him in Ashville with the rest of his family. A bit of a hard ass on the surface but underneath is a man that cares for the well being of his family and friends.
Sarohildi Eckehart: Alexanders foreign exchange student, shes a rather troubled teen that knows a bit to much about cleaning then she should. I've spoken with her a few times in her native language (My Germans a bit rusty, last time I spoke it was in Libya with those KSK blokes.) she's a bit perturbed about the whole Jacob incident. Truthfully? I don't blame her.
Jacob: You helped us out, and I know where your loyalties lie. I'm glad your part of the group.
Blake: New survivor. A marine it seems, seems to have a bit of an attitude and is a bit to eager to get our radio frequency. Give it time mate.
THE KILLIVERY VAN:IT HAS RETURNED, PRAISE THE EMPEROR
Backston: A strange motherfucker but he's proven to be useful. Wherever we go he seems to find out the lay of the land rather easy. Glad we got him back from those bandits down the mountain.
MIA/KIA
Dottie Hayes: I miss you dearly. Hannah isn't the same without you. Whatever higher power played you a bad hand that's still effecting all of us.
Heide: You left, things seemed to be going better but you decided to just dip out. One less problem to worry about.
Amy Williams: I gave you more chances then I should've. For your sake please don't come back.
Devi Sanghrajka: You were a great person with a terrible habit. I tried my best to help you but in the end I failed... You were an amazing friend.
Officer Cash: While we didn't talk much but you were always there when we needed you. We've lost a good person. You will be missed. I see a lot of you in Kreg, you both have a commitment to your duty and even sometimes sound the same.
Amanda Kelly: Last I heard you were headed off on your own away from the military. I know you're still out there somewhere, and I pray that we cross paths again.
Officer Thompson: A day doesn't go by when I don't think of you, and what went down that unfortunate day. You weren't the man you used to be, but you still tried your best to keep everyone alive. We spent a lot of good time together on that roof. While you are no longer able to carry out the mission, I will protect these people until my dying breath. I will see again, til Valhalla brother.
Midori: What that bastard did to you... It still pains me. I'm glad I put him in his grave. You were a great friend and someone I came to deeply care about as much as the others. I'm sorry.
Michael Lost:You were a fucking dumbass, but you were our dumbass. You were there for the group no matter what, and I have nothing but the upmost respect for that.
Creep #1: The first person I ever had to kill in the new world. While I did my part in the sandbox, you were the first person I had to shoot to defend our group. You lied through your teeth, nothing you said made sense. If I had to again? I would still make the same choice.
The Man in the Valley:You attacked Midori and begged for forgiveness, I was in a bad state at that time... Do I regret what I did? Yes. Do I lose sleep over it? No.
The Woman that Killed Zero:This one still plagues my thoughts still. I gave full warning that this was between Zero and that girl. But you decided to pull on him, and I wasn't sure if Hannah and me were next. Shit hit the fan, and I'm not sure if I made the right call. What's done is done, and I'll have to live with it.
Zero:Someone stole from you, teased and toyed with you about it. And they took her side. Some people still vilify your actions that day, but that woman used her friends as a barricade. If you didn't act outright she would've shot you anyways. You went out in a bad way. I wish I knew you a bit better before the end.
Heides Prisoner aka The Possible Cannibal: I pleaded to you with a tear in my eye not to give me a reason, to stay where you were and not move. I didn't want to shoot you, but in the end you forced my hand. To be honest? Your life shouldn't have been dumped on me in the first place.
Edward King: My mate from down under, we came to Chicago together but I ended up leaving alone. I hope you found what you're looking for. And are somewhere safe. Qui audet adipiscitur fortes fortuna adiuvat.
Kevin Brown:I'm sorry that I wasn't there to stop those two. Even worse what that fucker did to you after exhuming your corpse. I know I will never find the man that did that, but if I do his fate will be much worse.
Two that I Refuse to Remember:You're names are not important, and I will never remember them. What you did to Kevin, then Devi showed who you really were. I'm glad you're gone, and I'm glad I was able to end your miserable lives. You will not be remembered, you will not be missed. Rest in piss you fuckin' knob gobblers.
The esés:Mexican Mechanic gangbangers from Dravenport. Ethan and Lost almost got shot to shit by you. But it was all turned around. We had quite some fun in that garage. Shooting the shit and building the Killivery Van. Where every your journeys take you I wish you guys the best of luck. Nos vemos alrededor de amigos.
Entry One
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I was searching through the rubble of this city when I found this tattered pink spiral notebook poking out from the ashes. Its a bit singed around the edges, the previous articles log a childs journey through the Chaos that happened here... I didn't find a body, so I'm hoping for the best. Anyways, it got me thinking. You never know if you're going to be around to see the sun rise tomorrow. So hell, I might as well start writing down my story.
My names is Natasha Kusanagi, who I was before all this doesn't matter. I've traveled ten months with the same group, we started in Chicago and headed south... Just to find more zed in our way. I've grown tight bonds with the people I've lived with and consider them family at this point. We sure as hell fight, live, laugh and drink like it anyways.
Most recently we've started heading West, were currently in the home state of the King. You guessed it, Memphis. I was joking last night with my partner Kreg about whether or not we could visit Graceland. But to be honest? I've always wanted to see the porcelain throne Elvis croaked on.
As I write this I sit in what I like to call my nest, I have a clear firing lane to cover our convoy. I wonder who lived here before this all started, except for the ash the room was nearly immaculate. It seems like whoever was here before just vanished from the face of the earth. Gone in an instant, leaving the wallpaper to peel and the food to rot.
The lack of ambient noise is rather unnerving at times. I miss the sounds of conversation and busy streets, hearing the birds chirp throughout the day. The low rumble of an aircraft cutting through the clouds. I wonder if Australia is like this, or is my island safe from this madness? Is my apartment in the same state of decay? Well that's all I have for now. Ill keep jotting down my menial thoughts as the days go by.
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Right so, second entry. Last night was one of the best ones I've had in ages. While we did have an incident with one of those jumping mutated infected, and well Backston... The rest of the day went rather smooth. For one of the first times in at least ten months I actually got to sit down at a table and eat with friends like we were back in the old world.
Its the small things these days that keep me going. While the world is changed sometimes you have to remember what it used to be like. So you don't loose your humanity. Having Kreg and Lulu there to sit down and eat my terrible cooking was rather therapeutic. Even though the meal consisted of Spam, Pork 'n Beans and a small jar of applesauce I was saving for a time like this.
I've decided to relax a bit more than I have in the past. Kreg has said something along the lines of "I'm working myself to death." And to be honest? I think I deserve a break here and there. Speaking of Kreg, we talked a lot last night. He knows most of my story but I have just started learning his. I found out a few things about him and his past. While I jested about his voluntary participation in choir, its actually super interesting. So Kredelle, if you ever decide to serenade me. Just know that you've already won me over.
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I feel like absolute shit this morning, and the fact that I'm still pissed of from last night isn't helping. I swear some of these people in the group are spiking my blood pressure. We went out to secure Backstons radio yesterday, seeing as he decided to off himself over the radio. Turns out it was all a show, as we found you passed out at your last location. Truth be told I should've just booted you off the side of the construction building then and there. But I decided to act rational for Lulu's sake as you two seem to have some sort of connection. But that's not what gets me, its the fact that you pulled off this heinous stunt in the first place. People were worried in the group, you sure as hell put a dent in morale, and we went through the goddam ringer of infected to get to your last known position.
Speaking of that we took down a new mutie yesterday. This one that I've taken the liberty to name Frankenstein and/or The Wife of Frankenstein seems to have an EMP effect against non-hardened electronic equipment. Studying the corpse, (After getting shocked to shit by it.) it seems the zed had been fused with some sort of battery. Its eyes glow extremely bright, effecting people without eye-pro and whatever it touches gets a rather large zap of electricity. I believe this mutant is the work of man, as there was a device in the same tunnels it roamed that had almost the exact effect on non mutated infected.
I'll have to keep my eye for any other disturbances.
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Well, a lot happened today. I woke up to people cursing my name for saying something that never left my mouth. Am I upset about having to go after Backston? Yes. Did I order a shoot on sight? No. He said to the four of us that he wanted to sewers and nothing else so that's what I gave him. I grow tired of the power struggle, especially when I am chastised for a group compromise that the accusers agreed to. Fuck me right? I could go further in depth but this isn't what this journal is about.
As for the rest of the day, it was one of the best I had in quite awhile. After the monkey business, Kreg and I took a walk through the city. The unnerving silence was finally broken by the sound of rain against the buildings that lay throughout the city like broken toys. We found an abandoned apartment to hunker down in until it passed. Noticing that part of the complex had a rather large but concealed cave in, as well as the stench I have become more than accustom to, I was able to take the closest thing to a shower without running water. It was strange actually smelling well "nice" again, the smells that I once knew as mine were foreign. Do I dare say exotic? Well anyways remember what I wrote about small victories? This was one of them.
While I scoured the apartment for quite some time, looking for a decent mattress. It seems others before me had the same idea. But eventually I got lucky, as we went to left we discovered a small lightweight couch. Its a bit beat up but hell, I'm not complaining. You have to take what you can get in this day in age.
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It's been a few days since I've written anything down in this journal. I'm currently recuperating from being shot, missing a decent chunk of my left thigh. Ethan and Cash decided to scout ahead before we left Memphis and got themselves into trouble. I commanded the operation to get them back, it went well but we were to late to save Cash. It seems before we even made it close to their position, they were pitted against each other in a fight to the death. I really don't understand what goes through peoples heads these days. While I'm a firm believer Chaos is true freedom, there's a reason we have order. Were not even a year into the end times and people have already turned into this? Anyways, I ID'd one of the bodies, and confirmed that these were the same bandits from Asheville. While I know we can't save everyone it pains me to loose someone like Cash. We took out a rather large threat and only took two wounded. (Maggie and Myself) They wont be hurting anyone else.
I had a nice talk with Kreg the night after, he told me about his life and I told him things about me that only a chosen few across the pond know. I got a bit worked up when I started talking about Peyton, he's been in my mind day in and day out since I got here. But actually telling someone brought those thoughts to fruition. While you are a shell of the brother I used to know, your smile is still the same. I hope the only struggle you have to face now is my absence from our weekly visits, but I have hope in my heart knowing that Hale (Even Abel! Even though the pricks probably on a ship somewhere.) will always be there for you when I cannot. If I survive this all? I will make it back Peyton, you have my word on that.
We've rolled into a new town and have already met a few locals. To my surprise the pyrotechnic that I met in the outskirts of Chicago was among them. Carson I still remember them tying you up after whatever happened with those masked fuckers. Im glad you've recovered from that goddam thing in the pipes trying to drag you down with it. We've shared opposing viewpoints in the past, but disagreement does not mean disloyalty.
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Its been quite a busy week, and I haven't been able to write in some time. But quite a bit has happened in the last few days. During one of the areas terrible rainstorms there was large train that crashed into the semi. When me and the others went to investigate we immediately realized that something was wrong... one of the box cars was filled with zed torn to ribbons, a large banner hung from the side simply warning us to run. Whatever was in there isn't good news, which Kreg, Waters, and I quickly found out when we got the college town.
As we pulled up the town was dead silent, I swear to bloody god I felt like I was back in the Konar Providence of Afghanistan that fateful day. The town smelled of an ambush and if it wasn't for Kregs ears and Waters eyes I feel like we would be zombie chow. We got what we needed and got the fuck out like bats out of hell. Whatever those things are, they're not good for business...
It seems Backston had to kill the man who was caught sifting through our convoy. Good riddance even though he didn't seem to take it very well, the vagrant turned a sickly shade of green. Unfortunately it is just something that needs to be done these days. It can't be helped. Hopefully he'll bounce back.
On to brighter news, after the day was done I actually had a rather good night with Kreg. Seeing as its the apocalypse and I don't think Im going to have to do a urinalysis any time soon. I lit up a joint and shared it with poor innocent Kreg. (Peer pressure!) We spent the rest of the night giggling at the stupid things that came out of our mouths. Turns out he does a pretty good Sean Connery impression! As the night boiled down and we began to sober up, I realized that in the unpredictable world we live in, each day could be your last. So the question that hes asked me over and over I finally said yes to. You're my rock Kreg, I'm glad I met you.
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Happy Valentines Day! You know I was never a fan of this holiday back when the world was how it was supposed to be. But seeing as the world has come to a grinding halt, Ill celebrate anything I can.
Decided to look nice for a change, had Renee give me a haircut and a Dye job. Ended up having one side of my head shaven and a small red highlight in the front. I'm not on par with Hannah yet but I still think I look rather good. Best thing is I can sweep the short hair infront of my messed up eye. Kreg liked it (At least I think he did), I tried to give him some input into what he would like for me but he let me do my own thing.
Anyways, I think this neighborhood is one of the best things that has happened to our group in quite some time. We seem to have established a small community, hell I'm waiting for someone to come over and ask to borrow sugar! While the world is still dangerous and I'm still staying vigilant it is quite nice to huddle around the fire and have a good time here and there. I've taken up residence in one of the small houses and its safe to say I'm the happiest I've been in awhile. I have Kreg and Mayu here with me as I write this, its almost if... well dare I say it? A family.
I've found myself thinking of my brother Jun recently. I've yet to talk to Constantine about it as they both lived in the same area. I know he's still out there somewhere. Hell he's my twin in more than just looks. Wherever you are brother, stay safe.
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Yesterday was an uneventful day, I'm rather sad to leave that small house behind. I know its not feasible, but for a moment there? I thought we could just settle down and live as normal as possible. I can dream can't I? I don't know how he did it, but Backston somehow got the Killivery Van from the town. He did something rather good for all of us. With it in our arsenal life on the road just got a bit easier.
Rolling into town was rather interesting to say the least. I'm glad I never went to one of those CEDA evacuation points in Chicago. The one that me and Kreg found was a bloodbath. Above ground were dozens of civilian ripped to shreds by large caliber weapons and below? Hell, the subway system was filled with body bags... to many to count. Whatever happened here it wasn't good, Doc was speculating they were using the subway to move bodies out, but goddam that means there was more. The entire situation felt like Sudan all over again... I wonder how many choppers made it out before Evac Point Echo became a mass grave. I've gone to hell and back, but seeing dead civilians will always get to me.
I'm getting tired of the road...
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Its been a rather long week or two since the last time I've written. A lot has happened in this short time, and I'm just... well to put it bluntly I'm tired. I lost someone I considered family, to something I couldn't protect them from. Only a few nights ago Dot passed in her sleep. I feel as if I failed her. I protected these people from so much, just for god to play his or her cruel hand... At the risk of sounding cliché, its not fair. Dot should be living a happy life with Hannah, this sadness shouldn't be hers alone to deal with. I'll never get to hang out with the two anymore, laugh about stupid things and actually sit down and be a bit girly. I still remember meeting her in Davenport at the foot of Hannahs bed. She was so weak back then, but became such a strong young woman... I'll miss you dearly Dottie, you'll always be in my memories... Vita aeterna, homo mortalis
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Its been over a week now I think, they days have just melded together. As sad is it is I can't dwell on the past. I've grieved enough, I still have a job to do. I've been dreaming of our destination for the past few days, wondering where we'll settle and how it will be. I dreamt of the home we had in Cowlington, the fence was mended and the lawn was cut. The world was as it once was, people lived their lives normally, going to their nine to fives and coming home to a loving family. I was no longer burdened by the SAPI plates that I wear daily, I could see out of both eyes again and had the spring I lost so long ago in my left leg. Mayu and Lulu argued over who got to watch what in the living room as I prepared a late breakfast, bacon sizzling on the range filling the room with its long missed aroma. A Sheriffs car pulls into the driveway as my husband comes home for his lunch break...
This is where it ends, I wake up looking at the roof the of my van. The light hum of the camping lantern fills my ears with ambient noise. I wish this fantasy could be reality, but I know most of it will never happen. The best I can do is hope that the sanctuary that has been promised to us isn't a fluke. I know I wont have a yard, or grass to cut. But if I survive this and we find somewhere habitable? I'll find a nice place to lay my head, and spend the remainder of my life living in peace and quiet.
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Its been quite some time since I've had a second to sit down and write in this journal. We're currently traveling through Colorado and have stopped in a village up in the mountains. Once again we've hit snow and ice, our food and fuel is dwindling with every day that goes by. Hopefully we can find something out there besides liquor and frostbite.
On a brighter note by coincidence this snowy mountain top holds the Cabin that Kreg has spoke to me about for or so long. You couldn't imagine my joy to find it still standing. While spacious and a bit cold, it gives me hope of a future. Something to come back to when this all finally ends... I'm extremely glad that Hannah has taken our invite to stay with us even if its for a small period of time. I've truthfully been worried about her state of mind in the last month or two. She went through something terrible and I can see the pain in her eyes. In these trying times she needs friends and family, and I'll happily be there to support her.
The past two nights I've been having dreams of my mothers old apartment. The paper thin walls, my cramped room, constant teasing from my brothers... Im eating my own words here when I say I miss it. I don't know what I was thinking as a child using the old record player Jiro stole from Darumaya to block out the world. I can only look back now at the wasted time and regret everything I missed. Maybe everythings okay over there. Mother still wakes up at 5am, cooking herself the same meal she always does before taking her bicycle to work. Arriving thirty minutes early to open up the store before the first light peaks the horizon. Wonder if my vinyl player is still there.
