April 24: Secure the hideout then track allies

April 24

Youngdumb gave up good intel after one amazing blowjob and then fell asleep, but his parents caught Amelia on her way out. They said they were "suspicious of her motives with their son," then she got jumped while trying to argue. Turns out mom and dad were all kinds of bored and they need a "toy" to get off. Amelia got double-penned by dad and his brother while being forced to eat out mom.

I swear I didn't blink during this whole story but Amelia seems fine emotionally.

I had to help patch her up. They weren't gentle.

This is the kind of shit that disturbs my sleep.

She says she's fine. We promised each other not to judge. We promised long ago. We promised.

I needed to get out of the house after that so we set about securing the area. The town must know this is here. There was a battle less than one year ago. Bodies in all states of disease are scattered all over the place, and dry I-fungus grows on most of the trees. The house is structurally sound and very well built, just full of bullet holes and decorated with old blood. The town knows and they're avoiding it, this place is "cursed" with the remains of these zombies.

If you're reading this and you just got "triggered" because I used the Z-word: Fuck you. Stop reading or grow up. You know I'm right.

We cleaned up the inside of the house but we found a couple of ways to make the outside look worse. We cleared away a couple of shrubs and bushes to make the worst bodies more visible, but we didn't make any changes that would clue in a local to something being different. The results of the battle might be known, we left them in place.

Our other task for the day was following leads. Youngdumb revealed where a captive was taken, which was better than anything Old Handsy had revealed. He leaked a name but I didn't know it. What a waste of my time and sanity.

We scouted the Purifiers' jail setup in the evening. A couple of local guards were outside but Purifiers were being allowed to run the show. The town is on their payroll.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

It's still a shithole town. They're not organized here. We have a plan of attack. We go in the morning during peak market rush, so the crowds will provide distractions and cover.