Day Four Hundred Sixty #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Elijah took me on a tour of the city underground. The hum of electricity and the knock of water in pipes dogged our every step. Residence after residence proved empty. So Elijah changed direction and lead us to their subterranean meeting place.

Silence greeted us there. I found the light switch and turned it on. It broke the quiet only to reveal no one was there either. Elijah discovered a tally sheet. A vote had been taken – an unanimous decision to abandon the city for the island interior.

Explanations were made to the Captain in the morning from what little we knew. We asked leave to open the three cargo containers.

Inside was equipment to brand people with the mark.

Day One Hundred Twenty Nine #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Many of the east end leaders gathered here today to see Lyle and to ask about the vote held in the west end yesterday. Though we know that the vote was almost unanimous for the city to unite with the world government, we do not yet know what this means for those of us in the east end.

Lyle assured them that no changes would be likely right away, given the state of communications. That being said, we both exhorted them to be vigilant. And I added that above all we must remain steadfast in our attitudes to those in the west end, and not return evil for evil.

Kip sent word that Stan has left, but promises to return.

Day One Hundred Twenty Eight #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Today was a day of waiting. For answers. For people. For the appointed hour to come. In short, a trial in patience.

Lyle went to meet with Kip in the west end. I kept busy with chores until they were complete. Which was early. I  needed something to do, so I went for a walk here in the east end.

I discovered a quiet place, a walled courtyard, set off from the main thoroughfare. In short order, I walked its whole area and took in its sights. Then I sat in the quiet.

Later, the rustle of leaves stirred me from my reverie and I returned to the widow’s house and news of the vote.

Stan won.

We wait again.