Disclaimer: notes transcribed as is, no editing has been made so as to preserve my original feelings as I read the chapter(s).
Part 4, Turning The Tide; Chapter 4, Jesika Hendricks
Under strong influence from the media, Jesika’s father packed up the family to head North. The idea being that the zombies would freeze in the colder and snowier climate of Canada.
Her father had bought a gun, of which he had no training in it’s use or up-keep, and told Jesika that the journey would be fun. Like going camping. Her mother voiced her doubts, but her father was adamant.
Jesika recounts her tale while wandering the ruin of Manitoba as part of the Wilderness Restoration Project, as such she points out the human debris while chatting to Max.
She shows me something in the ice, a collection of cracked DVDs.
I’m an avid camper, thanks to my family, and know what to take on such a trip. Usually travelling light, almost bare essentials. Certainly, I’ve never taken DVDs with me. A music player or radio of some kind but nothing too elaborate, or power consumptive. Most important was a decent sleeping bag, it can get really cold at night under canvas.
It’s amazing what kind of junk Jesika points out during their walk. She mentions Gamecubes and laptops. A spongebob sleeping bag. It’s obvious that during this great migration to the North, that almost everyone had not been properly informed of what to expect or how to cope.
Indeed, Jesika cites this lack of information, something she seems to resent the “media” for, as the main reason why things turned out so badly.
In her later half of this chapter, people natural animosity & territorial-ism start to have an effect on the ever growing community. Once the weather takes a hold, things go from bad to nasty.
I’m reminded of stories I have heard about the “Donner party”, and let’s face it the zombies are coming to the eat the living. Why should the living be any different.
We come upon a collection of bones, too many to count. They lie in a pit, half covered in ice.
Jesika did not know what the stew was made of at first. All she knew was that she was starving & that it tasted so good.
Winter really hit us in early December. The snow was over our heads, Continue reading this post