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.
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