Well, we have a problem. The
batteries on the buses have not performed as well as we would like them to
through the cold weather. If we are going to set out across Oklahoma in these
things looking for a safe haven, some of the more mechanically inclined individuals
are suggesting that we get new batteries and even some spares to stash inside
the fuel bus. I figure it is better to be safe than sorry.
Unfortunately, the crappy little
Napa Auto Parts store here in Langley does not stock what we need. So the crew
wants to make a run to Pryor. Pryor has three national chain auto parts store
which should have more than enough supplies for our sojourn into the great wide
world and I seriously doubt that bus batteries are high on the Looter’s Top Ten
lists.
I am not really comfortable with this
plan because the last time we made a run to Pryor we lost Fred. So that is
strike one. Strike two? Alex wants to go with them. I know that I have stuck
with my Great White Shark analogy all this time. (If you are late to the game,
my theory is that the best way to avoid being attacked by a shark is to not go
in the water.)
Taking the group outside exposes us to
the threat. I am not a fan of exposure. (Unless you are Kate Upton. Boom! See
what I did there?) But maybe there is something negative about shielding him
from the world. I mean what if something happens to me. He needs to be able to
take care of himself, defend himself.
And you can talk about taking a zombie
down but talking about it and doing it is two completely separate things. Even
now, if you are reading this in a zombie-free zone, I know my words cannot do
it justice. Or you may think that it is not that big a deal but when the pack
is shambling towards you, it is a whole other animal. Especially if there are 13
zombies and your clip only holds 10 rounds. You are going to have to reload
knowing there are going to be three more bearing down on you.
Perhaps exposure is the best thing.
Maybe killing a handful of these meat bags would start to acclimate him to the process.
Don’t get it twisted here. I don’t want to sound like I want him thinking this
is normal or develop a blasé attitude about it. You have to stay frost in this
game but you have to find a way to control that fear. And dipping a toe in the
pool on a run to Pryor might be better than jumping in the deep end if we have
a massive breach of security.
I will bring it up with the group and
see what they think. This could be one of those damned if you do/damned if you
don’t type situations. I think the biggest problem is that my son’s life hangs
in the balance. And that is a pretty scary thing to consider. More to come…
