Day Two Hundred Fifty Nine #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Left our host and his safe haven in the early morning hours. We easily avoided the patrol that changes the guard at the wall. I had observed its activity as well as that of another that swings through the area around noon.

Elijah is unhappy about slinking around. He’d prefer advancing right out in the open and let happen come what may.

I agree on the strategy (or lack of one), just not for this side of the river. I want to wait until we get to the other side before we get into any confrontations.

From where we are held up now we can see the towers of the bridges. We need to decide the best one to cross.

Day Two Hundred Fifty Eight #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Elijah has prepared our host for our departure. He assures him that we will in no way call attention to this place of safety.

He promises that where we go when we go, the focus will be solely upon us. Elijah hopes that by our example, they will mature and imitate our obedience. For certainly, all who follow must heed and obey. It helps when we realize the unique part we have in His plan.

That truth is constantly on my mind. I so do not want to miss what I should be about. Nor fail in the attempt.

The trial is rushing towards us, and reluctant though I am, I discover within me the desire to rush towards it.

Day Two Hundred Fifty Seven #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

I saw the insides of a lot of basements in my morning rounds. For the most part they are the only things sure to be intact in those sectors I can set foot in.

Elijah has spent a lot of time with our host, answering his questions, and then asking some of his own.

Many, our host included, blame the former leader of this country for the devastation that has befallen it. They were glad to be rid of him, but now he has assumed control of the world government whose seat is far beyond the ocean. From there he promises to bring peace and safety, if all will only surrender to his power.

I sense the hand of Stan.

Day Two Hundred Fifty Six #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

I believe our host is more paranoid about the world government than I am.  

Case in point, I went out for a morning walk to familiarize myself with the area, but before I could, he stopped me. He did finally let me go but only after he laid down a most stringent set of rules.

I cannot go back to the wall area, as it is frequently patrolled. Nor can I head down to the bridges, unless it be at night and in their company.

This time of day that only leaves two directions and in those sectors he requires that I stay under cover.

I did go out but not very far.

Elijah will have to talk to him.