What follows is just one part of an ongoing survival fiction series written by John Rourke and has been published on Amazon. It is being made available here for free. A new entry is published every day. The story is written in a daily journal format.
August 23rd We are paid a visit…..
A man and woman came to the front entrance today asking to speak to whoever was in charge. I was radioed as well as Ryan. Jumped on my mountain bike and headed up to see what was going on. The couples names were Phil and Lisa. Ryan and I introduced ourselves after they did the same.
They said they represented another neighborhood just south of us on Hwy 72. A small community of 30 families outside the city limits. Several of the families have chickens, goats, rabbits and a few cows. They said they were Christians and looking to reach out to others in an attempt to not just rebuild, but come together to help provide security for each other and survive. They said that they have had scouts watching us and felt from what they have seen that we were good people. We are the first neighborhood contacted.
I asked them about their defensive capabilities. Firepower is lacking as they mostly have weapons best suited for hunting – long barreled shotguns, bolt action rifles, bows, and some muzzle loaders. They are 12 miles south and off a side road of a side road. They have had a couple of run in’s with trespassers but no causalities. They admitted they have been lucky and feel it is just a matter of time.
I told Phil and Lisa that I would have to talk to the rest of the neighborhood. I asked specifically what they wanted. They said that they could share some of their food as well as provide a few animals over time in exchange for security assistance. They said there may be other ways that we could mutually benefit each other as well.
I asked them when the last time they had paid us a visit. Phil said it was a couple days ago they had come through the woods and were spotted and took off.
I told Phil and Lisa that I would need a few days to talk to everyone and get back with them. They drew me a map to their location, asked if we could pray together, and left. They had a car parked off the road a couple hundred yards away.
Ryan and I talked. We both felt that they were awfully trusting – too trusting. Regardless – we are very curious.
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