David Queen
Log Entry - October 26 @2359
The gates are now closed. I can see the fabricators of the fellowship heating and fusing the metal as to ensure the gate shall never open again thus ensuring the safety of the survivors within.
The good news, I’m watching this happen from inside. We made it! Dave Evade (@voleron) is with me. Together. Safe... somewhat...
I found Dave this morning broken, exhausted and thirsty, just shy of the food and water drop. He is not well. I scavenged for supplies to fabricate a litter I could drag him with to safety. Making him walk was not an option. We had to make haste to ensure our return before the gates closing.
I dragged, i pulled, and a sometimes I even had to push and let him roll down small embankments.... but we made it. Together.
Though... as I laid Dave Evade in a warm bath to wash him of the dried blood caked around his feet and legs, I discovered what appeared to be a three inch long cut just below his knee. This could not be the result of scraping against rocks and brush. I washed the area carefully to reveal the truth.
A bite mark... a human bite mark.
Fear numbed my limbs. I fell to the ground and locked eyes with Dave. He stared back motionless.
His eyes: kind, true with a hint of sadness. I think reality is sinking in... for both of us.
We are now locked in, with all the survivors that endured this daunting journey.
What have we done?
What will we become?
I can’t dwell on this too long, my precious Dave won’t be so precious and kind for much longer. But if this is the true reality, shall my heart be his... in love, and in flesh for whatever time we may have left, so long as it is spent together, it trumps a lifetime apart.