Day One Hundred Nine:
Here’s the thing, I wouldn’t know how to find latitude and longitude coordinates before this whole end of the world thing happened, so I wasn’t able to give any real suggestions for how we could go about figuring it out now. Funny how if you take Google Search away you almost instantly have an entire country full of idiots.
Or almost. AJ and Victor apparently received real educations since both of them suggested Josh look for a world atlas in the library along with anything related to how to work with latitude and longitude. From there they figured once he had that, he could narrow it down and start trying to find either a state or country map My suggestion would have been to see if the government had somehow managed to download the entire internet before this disaster happened, and then run a search on it.
Everyone laughed and then Josh asked if Google Earth would work even without the internet? Before I answer that question, allow me to take this moment to say that apparently this entry is brought to you by Google.
After about an hour of trying to get a computer to load up that had Google Earth on it, we were saddened a little to find out that no, it doesn’t work very well at all. Stupid internet.
So while Josh is out scouring the Naval Bases library, we are all busy doing important things like… playing darts, and setting up bowling pins in the middle of the street and engaging in a rousing game of street bowling. Of course street bowling invariably ends up with us throwing bowling balls through the windshields of abandoned cars.
Why?
Why not?
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Day One Hundred Eight:
Day One Hundred Eight:
So here’s the problem. We found the safe and it looks pretty safey. I am confident that Josh could open it with his impressive thermite skills but Josh is confident that if there is anything inside the safe, the thermite will incinerate it.
Any suggestions?
Haha, oh man. Remember Social media where you could actually ask stuff like that? Good times. Or hey, maybe I will just Google “How to open a safe with a ten digit combination lock” oh wait, that’s right. No internet. No anything. I suppose the library might have some insight as to how to get inside this thing but, christ… without a librarian I’m not sure trying to navigate the Dewey Decimal system would be any easier than trying to open this safe with a plastic spoon.
Instead we went through the drawers of the desk and tried to figure out who this room belonged to. After we had a name, Josh pulled out the driver’s licenses and military id’s of all the dead bodies we buried and identified one Dan Ganderfield who apparently was the man in charge behind the desk until the world went to shit.
Next we looked through every scrap of paper in the desk, every trace of information we could find in an attempt to provide us with a combination to the safe. Birthday, no. Address, no. Security Id, no. EOD date, no. No no no no no no no.
While we were doing all of this, Victor said “I got it open”.
Apparently Dan Ganderfield wasn’t too worried about people finding his secrets anymore since he left the actual combination still on the safe. All Victor had to do was pull the handle and make all of us feel like idiots for not trying the obvious.
Inside were documents sealed inside of a red folder with all sorts of warnings about how the information was sensitive and not to be viewed by anyone without the proper security clearance and even though the entire world is dead or mutant… I think all of us were worried for a second about getting thrown in prison.
Once that moment passed we opened the folder and found exactly what Josh was hoping for. Well, sort of.
It didn’t necessarily explain exactly what happened, but it danced around the issue long enough to create an image at least. Apparently NASA had been teamed up with an international symposium… is symposium the right word? Anyway, a group of countries and NASA all got together with the intent to figure out a way to make deep space travel possible.
No one seemed to be able to figure out how exactly to make cryogenics a reality so they opted for examining the hibernation patterns of animals and tried to create a way for this type of action to indefinitely suspend a human’s activity while they traveled across the universe.
Only problem is it didn’t work or rather, worked in ways they weren’t expecting. Instead of allowing human’s to hibernate, they created some sort of virus that instructed the body to cut off all non-essential brain functions and revert to what we see now with the ex-humes.
From what we can tell, it looks like the outbreak started overseas but it’s hard to decide whether or not that’s factual, or just the beginning of the finger pointing process. The message concluded with information that scientists were trying to reverse what they had created but were struggling to make any progress. It also mentioned that the mysterious people we found dead in this bunker were supposed to try to monitor the outside world and report if they were able to find anyone immune to the disease.
Last but not least was a scrap of paper with 39° 16′ 32″ N, 121° 49′ 45″ W hand scrawled across it. Obviously some type of location but where or why we have no idea. I really hope wherever that fucking location is at is close though. Because if not, I’ve got a feeling we’re about to go on a journey.
So here’s the problem. We found the safe and it looks pretty safey. I am confident that Josh could open it with his impressive thermite skills but Josh is confident that if there is anything inside the safe, the thermite will incinerate it.
Any suggestions?
Haha, oh man. Remember Social media where you could actually ask stuff like that? Good times. Or hey, maybe I will just Google “How to open a safe with a ten digit combination lock” oh wait, that’s right. No internet. No anything. I suppose the library might have some insight as to how to get inside this thing but, christ… without a librarian I’m not sure trying to navigate the Dewey Decimal system would be any easier than trying to open this safe with a plastic spoon.
Instead we went through the drawers of the desk and tried to figure out who this room belonged to. After we had a name, Josh pulled out the driver’s licenses and military id’s of all the dead bodies we buried and identified one Dan Ganderfield who apparently was the man in charge behind the desk until the world went to shit.
Next we looked through every scrap of paper in the desk, every trace of information we could find in an attempt to provide us with a combination to the safe. Birthday, no. Address, no. Security Id, no. EOD date, no. No no no no no no no.
While we were doing all of this, Victor said “I got it open”.
Apparently Dan Ganderfield wasn’t too worried about people finding his secrets anymore since he left the actual combination still on the safe. All Victor had to do was pull the handle and make all of us feel like idiots for not trying the obvious.
Inside were documents sealed inside of a red folder with all sorts of warnings about how the information was sensitive and not to be viewed by anyone without the proper security clearance and even though the entire world is dead or mutant… I think all of us were worried for a second about getting thrown in prison.
Once that moment passed we opened the folder and found exactly what Josh was hoping for. Well, sort of.
It didn’t necessarily explain exactly what happened, but it danced around the issue long enough to create an image at least. Apparently NASA had been teamed up with an international symposium… is symposium the right word? Anyway, a group of countries and NASA all got together with the intent to figure out a way to make deep space travel possible.
No one seemed to be able to figure out how exactly to make cryogenics a reality so they opted for examining the hibernation patterns of animals and tried to create a way for this type of action to indefinitely suspend a human’s activity while they traveled across the universe.
Only problem is it didn’t work or rather, worked in ways they weren’t expecting. Instead of allowing human’s to hibernate, they created some sort of virus that instructed the body to cut off all non-essential brain functions and revert to what we see now with the ex-humes.
From what we can tell, it looks like the outbreak started overseas but it’s hard to decide whether or not that’s factual, or just the beginning of the finger pointing process. The message concluded with information that scientists were trying to reverse what they had created but were struggling to make any progress. It also mentioned that the mysterious people we found dead in this bunker were supposed to try to monitor the outside world and report if they were able to find anyone immune to the disease.
Last but not least was a scrap of paper with 39° 16′ 32″ N, 121° 49′ 45″ W hand scrawled across it. Obviously some type of location but where or why we have no idea. I really hope wherever that fucking location is at is close though. Because if not, I’ve got a feeling we’re about to go on a journey.
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Day One Hundred Seven:
Day One Hundred Seven:
If I read the bible this would probably be a good time for some type of belly of the beast quote. But, since I don’t I will fake it.
And Ezekiel said to Jebediah, thou shalt return to the scene of the horror. And yay we did. And yay we did.
Actually, I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t use the phrase “Return to the scene” back in bible times but oh well. With Josh as our Junior Cadet leader we all went back to the house of death. Despite burying all the bodies there was still gore and rot everywhere we looked. Par for the course I know but, still something you never really enjoy walking through.
So we looked. Every desk was scoured, every table turned, in fact before we buried the bodies Josh demanded that we search everyone’s pockets for keys. At first there was nothing, and then… more nothing. We found a print out that looked promising at first until we realized it was just a really fancy worded inventory. Room by room until several hours later we ran out of rooms. At which point Josh asked if we would help him move all the furniture out of the bunker.
And that was when AJ had enough. He said “No, we’re not going to do that. There is nothing here. I’m sorry, I really am. I wish there was a magic lamp I could rub to explain everything but there isn’t. Not here, maybe not anywhere Ok?”
Josh said ok. Then he started pushing a desk towards the exit.
I wanted to take AJ’s side except, what did it hurt? If Josh wanted to empty the entire fucking complex, by God we would do it. Why? Because why not.
We didn’t finish today, but we didn’t have to. After emptying about ¼ of the place, we found something underneath a massive desk. I would have never even noticed it, but that’s the advantage of believing in yourself I suppose. Because somehow Josh noticed the faintest outline of a square in the floor. After closer examination (With a crowbar) we found a safe in the ground.
A safe, underneath boards, underneath a desk. We haven’t opened it yet, but we will. And maybe next time we won’t doubt the kid.
If I read the bible this would probably be a good time for some type of belly of the beast quote. But, since I don’t I will fake it.
And Ezekiel said to Jebediah, thou shalt return to the scene of the horror. And yay we did. And yay we did.
Actually, I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t use the phrase “Return to the scene” back in bible times but oh well. With Josh as our Junior Cadet leader we all went back to the house of death. Despite burying all the bodies there was still gore and rot everywhere we looked. Par for the course I know but, still something you never really enjoy walking through.
So we looked. Every desk was scoured, every table turned, in fact before we buried the bodies Josh demanded that we search everyone’s pockets for keys. At first there was nothing, and then… more nothing. We found a print out that looked promising at first until we realized it was just a really fancy worded inventory. Room by room until several hours later we ran out of rooms. At which point Josh asked if we would help him move all the furniture out of the bunker.
And that was when AJ had enough. He said “No, we’re not going to do that. There is nothing here. I’m sorry, I really am. I wish there was a magic lamp I could rub to explain everything but there isn’t. Not here, maybe not anywhere Ok?”
Josh said ok. Then he started pushing a desk towards the exit.
I wanted to take AJ’s side except, what did it hurt? If Josh wanted to empty the entire fucking complex, by God we would do it. Why? Because why not.
We didn’t finish today, but we didn’t have to. After emptying about ¼ of the place, we found something underneath a massive desk. I would have never even noticed it, but that’s the advantage of believing in yourself I suppose. Because somehow Josh noticed the faintest outline of a square in the floor. After closer examination (With a crowbar) we found a safe in the ground.
A safe, underneath boards, underneath a desk. We haven’t opened it yet, but we will. And maybe next time we won’t doubt the kid.
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