Day 3: Interlude 2

First of all, life has been hectic, which has cut significantly into my game time.  I'm going to have to do something about that.  I finally got a (part-time) job.  Over time, it pays decently enough, but there is no guarantee of getting full-time anytime in the near future.  And I spend twelve hours a day between getting to work, getting home from work, working and the break in the middle of the work day.  Out of that, I get paid for between five and seven hours.  It ain't gonna work so something's going to have to change soon! 

Right now I'm staying at a Marriott Residence Inn on duty with the Army.  How tough can life get?  I'm doing a 5-week language refresher course and it's kicking my behind, but I'm getting through it.  This is the first refresher I've been to since I got out of DLI two years ago.  We're supposed to go to refreshers every year, but we just couldn't work it out with some other training I was supposed to do but I am here now.   Finally. 

There isn't as much time to play as I thought there would be - partly because I spent all my free time the first week and weekend here trying to finish up the Advanced Leader Course Common Core Self-Study Development, which is the on-line portion of ALC.  It's rated at 80+ hours and while I admit it didn't take that long, it was still time intensive and I just wanted to get it over with so I could focus on the language while I'm here.  I might have a little more time to play now that I'm just about done with that. 

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And your patience, by the way.

 

Third, it's time to see what Bob does next!

 

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'Doggone! It feels like a year since all this started.  It's hard to believe it's only been three days.'  Bob is starting to feel the wear and tear of all the adrenaline that's been coursing through him the last couple of days.

 

 

'My friends are gone - dead or crazy.  What am I doing?  I need to find somewhere to go.  Oh, I need gas.  I need somewhere to sleep.  I need food - wait, I have food.  But I need to eat.  This is not the place to stop if it's like everywhere else I've been the last three days.'  Bob is feeling like a zombie driving down the road on autopilot trying to sort out what to do next. 

 

 

'Is the city going to be any better?  Is it worse?  I need to find out what's going on before I go anywhere else.'  He begins to formulate some thoughts, at least.  'But I need a secure place to stop and sleep.  And think.  I need to be able to stop and think for a bit without these things coming after me all the time.  I wish I knew this road, what's on it and where it goes.  I guess I'll find out.  I'm so tired.' 

 

 

Far down the road, Bob notices what appears to be a break in the endless trees and farms, and sees what appears to be signs.  He first thinks he's hallucinating.  But as he gets closer, it appears that he may have found somewhere to stop after all. 

 



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Is this somewhere to stop for the night?  For a couple of days maybe?  Will he be safe here or will he meet his demise here?  Stay tuned to find out more.