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Doug picked up the book and flipped the ancient yellow pages for a bit and one fell out. He stuffed it back in and ran through the mine the way he came. As he approached the people again he kept his dustance but they appeared to be busy consoling the crying child. He made a break for the main road panicked. If there were those three then who knew how many more of those freaks could be out there. He made it to the main road with his daughter in tow and the book still gripped in his hand. He made his way to the trailer and gasped as he saw the wreckage. He walked a bit more and saw a dead body impaled on a piece of metal. Normaly that would have really freaked him out but he had seen so much death and blood and severed body parts that now he was numb to it all.
"Bobby! Oh my God, Bobby look! said Brenda as she and Bobby ran up to Doug and took Catherine from him. He struggled to balance as he handed Brenda Catherine and was handed a bottle of water by Bobby.
"Doug, what the hell happened back there?!" said Bobby in an alarmed voice
"We gotta move, I'll tell you about it later!" Said Doug getting his second wind
"Why? We should wait for you to rest for a little bit." said Brenda giving Catherine some water to drink
"There's more." said Doug getting up slowly and leaning heavily on Bobby
"What?!" said Bobby almost dropping Doug
"There's a man, what looke dot either be a really small guy or a teengaer, and a little girl but she was radioing others. We gotta get going!"
"C'mon!" said Brenda as she put a hat that she had saved and carried Catherine they walked for hours until they got to the gas station and decided to rest there for the night. They were going to sleep in shifts, the one that was awake held the shot gun. Doug slept and Brenda slept first and Bobby sat still awake like he did the previous night. This was all his fault, he should have tried harder to warn them instead of waiting aroud like an idiot. To take his mind off of it he looked arounf the hidden upper room they were staying in. Apparently the room had belonged to a girl named Charlotte and everything had a layer of dust on it and didn't look like it had been touched since 1970. He picked up the book Doug had been carrying and turned on the nightstand lamp. He wasn't afraid of anyone seeing the light, this room was hidden and the windows borded up long ago.
"Diary of an outsider?" muttered Bobby as he read the title. He opened the diary and a page fell out, he read it.
'May,23,1981.
Dear Diary,
Angel was born today and I couldn't be happier. Big Mama says that she's the most perfect child to be born in the test village since the bombs dropped, no extra anything! We'll still have to see about her intelligence but I can't believe that there were no complications! I've never seen Lizard so kind, Big Mama was always this motherly though. I've never see Jupiter this fatherly or Big Brain this happy to live another day. I'm having my fears for this child though as the looks of me leaving are slim to nil. I feel sad about my child and the life she'll have to live, churning out baby after baby. I can't leave because not only is my child keeping me here but my love for my husband Lizard. I hope I don't have anymore though, I can't condem them to this life.
-Charlotte Angela Malone'
Bobby gasped but read on not noticing the door ever so slowly creap open
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