[ IP ] Calling in the cavalry

*BZZZ* *BZZZ* *BZZZ* *BZZZ* 
 
 4:30. Time to get a move on, you think to yourself, as you shake Todd awake. 
 
 *'' Todd,'' * you whisper, turning him over onto his face. Todd moaned. 
 `` Shut up, someone might hear us.'' 
 
 *'' Alright, alright, just let me... fuckit let's go. `` * Todd and I rolled up our sleeping bags, grabbed our backpacks, and I took out my map and compass. 
 
 `` Ok, if we move northeast, we might be able get to the stream by nightfall, if we do n't meet up with any patrols on the way.'' I pointed to the stream on the map. 
 
 `` How far did we walk yesterday?'' 
 
 `` We've been out here for 6 days, so I'd say 50 miles or so. 
 
 Todd's eyes darkened. `` Good. I still wan na go to Canada, though.'' 
 
 I shook my head. `` Our best bet is Mexico. If we can keep walking till we the jungles, we may find somewhere with less... Familiar influence.'' 
 
 Todd looked down. `` I know what you mean.'' 
 
 Todd and I were both transferred in a mandatory labor camp outside a suburb of Portland last month, after the he government proged those crazy tin foil hat wearers right. We had met each other after both dashing through a hole in the fence at the same time, and we'd both brought a weeks worth of rations, so we'd decided to stick together and get out of the country. 
 
 We set off for the stream. The sun had risen, and was grinding through the cement like fog. We made a strong pace, one of us with the map, and the other keeping watch. Luckily, we were under the trees, so nobody saw us. Or we did n't think so, at least. 
 
 The first plane dropped gas in Manhatten. Close to a million people died. I recognized the same type of plane overhead, and lost my shit. 
 
 `` RUN!!!'' 
 
 Todd and I galloped like gazelles, but we were too late. I was the first to start spitting up blood. We both died in the forest, and so we were told, humanity died with us. 

