Warning and Disclaimer are in chapter 1.
XXXI, VIII, XVIII ((31, 8, 18))
I haven't written in a few days because we made it though the ground, it was so awesome. We judged the distance right because there was this hill apparently that blocked the view of the wall from where we were exiting and so they can't see us and it's great.
It's a lot different then I thought it would be. It's not as dead. You'd think we'd be in some kind of nuclear winter, but we're not. Apparently there weren't enough fires in major cities or anything to cause any long lasting damage. Or at least nothing in the area that couldn't be fixed by nature in XVIII years. The sky's blue, there's grass that's kind of really long, and the trees that we can see seem to have nice leaves.
We still need to travel though, find a place far enough away that we're pretty sure we won't be found. Then we need to build. Though we had plenty of practice in the tunnels, and I think it will be easier to make a room when you don't need to factor in the possibility of a ton of dirt falling on your head.
Oh, and I asked Francis if he was together with Arthur or not and he gave me a vague answer. He just said "You'll find out if we are or not later." Okay then. I overheard him describing everything to Arthur when we got up to the surface.
We're not sure about moving Peter, he's still pretty badly hurt, and we don't exactly have a stretcher on hand. Lud said he'd make one, so it'll probably be done by tomorrow, but the act of putting him on the stretcher could be dangerous.