The Canyon: A Short Story (Voices of the Apocalypse Series Book 1) (3 page)

He pulls over to a grouping of trees near a hillside, gets up, and exits the bus. Everyone follows in silence.

“This is headquarters,” he tells us. “This is where we’ll store everything we have with us today. Your weapons, ammo, personal belongings all stay behind. Eventually, this is where we’ll start storing the supplies and seeds we take from the plantation. This is also our designated meeting place. If we get separated, we meet here six months to the day.”

I glance at Lillian. She’s staring at me with tears in her eyes. I know she’s worried about getting separated. We’re all we have left. The thought of losing her makes me think of things far worse than Los Angeles on fire. We look through our personal belongings one last time before we throw our backpacks into the hole in the ground. I hold a family photo that was taken about four years back. The light in our eyes seems foreign to me. I know our belongings will be safe wrapped inside a plastic tarp and buried in the ground. But I don’t know if we’ll ever make it back to this spot to retrieve them. I kiss the photo and put it into my Bible. I drop my backpack into the hole. Some fragments of my heart also crumble to the dirt below.

THE CITY CENTER
THE NEW AGENDA
THE MAINFRAME
THE TORRENT
VOICES OF THE APOCALYPSE: SHORT STORIES

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