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I left the barn to give me some air and get over what had happened. When I say more or less restored around the vicinity of the house to make sure that none of these things had been attracted by the noise. Fortunately it was all clear. Return to the back of the house to see if there was something useful. I turned to delve into the barn taking care not to approach the body of the Undead. This was where they kept the farm implements, mower and some tools. In one corner I saw him in the back of my mind was looking for a barbecue grill. Alongside this was a nearly full box pad for the fire. I took everything and went outside.
After the chickens near me and look fatter than I thought. When I was little my grandmother had been killing chickens a couple of times, so fondly remembering my grandmother I started to hunt down and kill my future food. Catch the chicken, and I grabbed it off his head with my ax. Once this is done picked all the stuff and I went to my refuge. Upon reaching the river I saw that and could cross but was still rather high and I probably get wet enough to go through the deepest areas. So I went to take a look at campsite Santa Tecla. This campsite is
located almost on the bank of the river, covers an area of about 4 hectares. Has a small shop, a restaurant and a nightclub in its early stages. Was empty, the only presence of campers were a dozen caravans were there all year. The access gate was locked from the outside with a padlock. He was about to jump the fence of the camp when two Doberman were present. Started barking putting together a milk scandal so I decided to cross the river and go.
After that long day still had to prepare the chicken. What I pluck and cost was normally have to pass through hot water. I prepared a bonfire with the wood I collected around and take my healthy portion of grilled chicken. It is often said that chicken meat is very hard but for me it was delicious.
Successive days devoted to fishing with the network that had brought and rest peacefully. And not to flaunt the fame of the Galician land to spend several days soaking rains that fell. The tent was not very good quality so although not enter the water if that carried over to a slightly damp cloth. Knew this was no more than a fleeting holiday, my mind still haunted the memory of what happened in the last weeks.
When she had lived there for eight days, a large plume of smoke from La Guardia reminded me that I had to start thinking about what I should do in the near future. Two days later I saw that the future had arrived. When I went to get the network to stop to fish the night before, on the other side I saw a couple of miles, some figures. I grabbed the binoculars they always have like my ax and observe. I could make five figures wobbly, those things were. I would not know if it did not appear that they went right over here. But the details of which were closer to an unpopulated area was a sign that something had attracted the sure thing and that I was.
The next day I saw that the Undead knew it was there. Now there were five but seven were just glued to the shore and looking where I was. Not if I were fixed but they knew it was there. Remove my camp and picked up all my stuff. At the end I found a nasty surprise increase in my luggage. Not knowing if I would take everything I decided to take it, there would be time to throw away what is not needed. I load the backpack with the grills hooked on it and hands carrying the gym bag and an ax. And so I continued my journey through this new world in search of a new dawn.
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