I do not know how to start, I suppose I should introduce myself. My name the truth is that hardly matters now. But I guess you can call me C.N.
After the presentations, talk a little about me. They have always gotten me, I have called "crazy" "crazy" and the like, and that the least they have done. I've always been a little reserved, and fastidious. And now look .... Well that's to get ahead of the facts, let's continue.
I guess I write this not to lose what little sanity I have left. And I can assure that not much, I do not know, everything is so rare, I think I would be prepared for such a thing. At first he was always advising others, but given that I was treated like a freak, I was picked on me, I began to distrust everything and everyone, not worth. I started to build this shelter in the basement in secret, seeking non-perishable food, safe opening vents and the possibility of doing so airtight and waterproof if necessary. With the money I got in the death of my parents, do not think bad, I mean the death insurance, I could get both a light generator, a water purifier and other air, the latter is not cheap .... I prepared for the worst. The end of the world .... the ultimate invasion. He was convinced, he saw signs in the news .... on the planet. They would come, a matter of time, and had to be prepared. With a little effort, I finished my refuge, was fully equipped for four people to survive 10 years if necessary. There was water, food, electricity, latrines, medicines, books, walkie-talkie .... a garden watered by artificial light inside, board games ....
Once finished the bottom, I began to prepare the house for the "occasion" demotic install a lighting control blinds and closing the doors to both the exterior and the interior. There are 4 controls in the house, one at the entrance, a second in the kitchen, another in my bedroom and was portable. Also I have fifth-activated control my mobile phone. The blinds can trade them for other alloy of Keble and of course, blind doors. I did install a water collection device on the roof with several deposits communicated with the house and basement, and a purifier.
The crystals are heat-dark, you can send an electrical signal to be obscured in addition to being shielded. (Any protection is low).
There are three entrances to the basement, the door is under the stairs is a ladder with the typical normal light is turned by pulling on a chain. This goes to the basement itself. A place full of boxes and junk. Behind a curtain is the door to the shelter, a blast door of tightness of wheel. The second entrance is on the false bottom of my bedroom closet. It was no longer a hand ladder descends vertically between the walls of the house until a trap door opens with a false panel behind a cobblestone. The last access to the street after opening another blast door closing wheel, you have to walk a dark corridor that ends in another door as it opens and closes from the inside, this is sliding and gives the sewage.
When he prepared my personality began to change, I began to be more sure of myself, to relate to others. I felt calm. Then I met her, let's call Lara. I felt different to her. And he seemed to like, but I knew that if she told him about my refuge flee from me. One day talking about our growing relationship, she told me the firm foundation of the same, we had no secrets from each other. I decided that tomorrow would teach her only secret that until now had for her. But that day never came ... Tomorrow never come to me. That was the beginning of the end. The eternal night.

The next day was late for our appointment, we stayed at my house. When I saw, it took over half an hour, I decided to call it. Slow to catch me the phone and his voice seemed off, he felt ill and asked me to take her to hospital. Afternoon half hour to reach home, I thought I saw 3 or 4 rare ambulance on my way. Upon arriving, she opened the door and fainted in my arms. He had mild fever and was exhausted. When we reached the hospital was packed .... We were going to have to wait. We treated blood samples, plates, electro and wait .... Our appointment was lengthened, but in circumstances which did not want. She began to feel better, talk more and even beginning to feel hungry. 4 hours after admission to our emergency department, we were discharged ... Diagnosis: A Virus ...
I noticed a change in appetite. She used to eat lots of fish and vegetables, started eating meat, more raw. I could not find the right flavor. As the days was acenizandose color, and on the news talking about a highly contagious stomach virus, and a strange increase in sales of meat, apparently the people were buying more meat.
A week Lara, was in bed, hardly had the strength to stand, so we headed back to the hospital, emergency room was collapsed. There were many people there, and most had the same symptoms as Lara, ashen skin color, weakness, there were some in wheelchairs and on stretchers. It was strange and disturbing. Chaos reigned in the corridors, nerves, and the faces of surprise of doctors and guards wherever mirases. If you approached one to ask, before you say anything, you cut with "now we will attend, we are way up."
There were shouts and cries, nerves began to twitch. Suddenly there was an audible sharp, ran several of nurses with a cart stops "code blue! Make way! "Screamed and ran to within one of the emergency box ... I think a patient about a rare and we vomited thick brown-green liquid ... it was sickening. It smelled of rot and a dead dog. He fell to the ground in spasms. I heard a voice, "there's another! Damn! Bring a fucking truck stops. We fuck up your eyes! Calling all staff are on duty or not! ". I was pushed by a doctor who was prostrate on the patient who had vomited, was now quiet. Lara told me that we would leave because he was not so bad and all that was scaring him. For my part was tying up loose ends. Conjecturing.

But something escaped me, or did not want to see it. Lara decided to take my house, I knew I was safer. Whatever happened. And I decided to write this. I knew when the day comes, if someone would find something, at least to know what happened.

DAY ONE

We arrived at my house about 14:00, Lara told to lie on the couch, I was going to do some things. I asked for water to put a tranqilizante advantage in the water. Between fatigue and emotions, soon fell asleep. That would give me a few hours to prepare. I knew what was happening: "It had all started." I left home, I drove and went to the mall. Although he had plenty of reservations, it never hurts to fill the pantry with fresh produce. At half past seven he took the car and left the parking lot, now saturated. Apparently he had gotten out of some kind of epidemic. I had bought plenty of products thought to be necessities, and other people hold for months or years.
On the way home we sailed along the comings and goings of fire engines, police, civil protection and ambulances. I thought I saw a burning building, I would not set too, had to make preparations. What I did see were a pair of vehicle accidents, and police diverting traffic on some streets. The chaos was taking over the city.
I received a phone call, was the hospital. They asked if I had gone there for the virus that was affecting one third of the city, to answer that if they began to warn me of something, but short communication. Try calling the hospital but gave no sign. It seemed that there had been some kind of fault on the phones. Do not know if it was the hospital or all alike had broken the switchboards, after all, had been somewhat collapsed. So call home, gave signal. After several tones, Lara picked up.
"Hi, Lara. You are in my house. I arrive in ten minutes, do not worry ...
-Grrrraaaag "It was what was heard across the phone.
- Lara! Lara, are you okay? - No answer.
I accelerated and I skip a couple of traffic lights, I think I provoked an accident. Nor did I stop to watch. I got to the garage, and I agreed to the housing by the door leading to the codina, while the gate was closed behind me. It was dark, was about eight o'clock and the sun was low on the horizon, using the automation control of the kitchen, turn on the lights of the hall and lounge. I do not know because the only reason to select less than half strength, just enough to illuminate the rooms. Guess not want to bother Lara, where he had gone to sleep, or maybe not want anyone to know whether anyone was inside. Of course now the windows were blacked out.
I was now moving slowly, while in my head had a tremendous stream of thoughts. He did not know what was going slowly now quietly when driving just now at full speed. What if someone had died in the accident that had caused? That did not matter now, what was that noise I heard on the phone? Proceed through the small hallway into the room, the dim light now illuminated from three table lamps. Nearly one closest to the sofa was a silhouette that looked like a woman standing by the phone. Everything was quiet except the faint sound of phone hanging on the floor and "toot toot toot."
I kept approaching.
-Lara, are you okay?, Do you hear? "I said almost a whisper as I approached slowly.
I could see how Lara was rotated Everything happened so quickly, although I remember it in slow motion. Lara was turning I saw a glint of light in his eyes, which had a strange look. Or rather lack of gaze. He raised his arms to me and gave me an awkward step. I thought you still had any effect on tranquilizers had given hours earlier. I was glad to see it well, even better than when we got home, and now stood without help or support.
-Lara-decir. I started I have something to say. Let's say I'm rather obsessed with security. Many have called me crazy, but that I do not care. This house, all of it is a bunker, completely safe from any adversity and you can live here in years, if necessary .- I walked to the fireplace. What now my parents think if they saw what I did? That mattered now, organize my thoughts as best I could.
"I know now not a good time, you're sick, and outside things seem to have become really crazy. Ironic, no? But what begins ends, somehow and I guess all this will be solved, and after that, if you want, we can live together, here. Form a family .- I made a silent, did not expect an answer then, but I needed to rearrange. Now slide your hand on the mantelpiece .- Do not tell me now, now you must rest and get better. Moreover, things were ... not it's all very strange. We should stay here until everything calms down. We have food, and water in abundance and all we need, while it lasts. What do you say? - I turned to the couch where it should be Lara, was not "Lara?
Note that I grabbed from behind, my heart sank. It was so intense and grim.
In turn me saw the strange look of Lara, was sad and empty, and the reddish color of the eyeballs with dark circles, made the expression of Lara somewhat gloomy, but it was so beautiful, even so, are hair disheveled, with that pale skin color ... I was going to kiss her as she tried to hug me but a moment before, a strange liquid fell from the corner of his mouth. I gave no more attention than is given to a baby when you drool, Take my handkerchief and wiped.
"Wait here .- I said while sitting comfortable on the sofa I'll order what I bought and make dinner, are you hungry?
-SSSIII, basstannngte .- He said
I do not know why, but I speak a little strange to me, I had been so crook all the time. Besides ... Even his voice gives me chills when I remember, Seme nail in the brain. It was guttural, hoarse.
I hung up the phone and went to the garage, turned on the light and opened the car. He took several bags and walked into the kitchen. I went through two more times. He was organizing things, most of the food went into the freezer, I just did what the pantry, which I placed on all beverage cans and canned or bottled. I lit a fire, or rather the hob, as were all electrical appliances. As you know electricity generators available and is difficult and dangerous to have gas reserves in a house. I grabbed a pan and put it in vitro. Add oil, began to prepare dinner. I was cutting an onion when Lara came shuffling into the kitchen. The arms and head were down, hair covering her face.
-Hamgrrre .- said.
- Sit down, honey. Dinner will be at one point .- I threw the onions in the pan and lit another fire. His touch me tremble when I touch on the shoulder. I know I did not continue behaving as it was doing. Now everything seems so clear, and I so absurd and idiotic. The liquid would fall back into the corner, but now his eyes expressing themselves something, got lost in his black eyes. I really dont know what happened indeed, I figured later. He had to be something like:
Lara is now trying to hug or kiss me. If not bite! Her mouth open showing all the teeth, while I held his right arm with both hands. From her mouth plenty of liquid, leaving a menacing growl and desperate. I must have hit her with something, I guess with the pan that was going to put in the fire, then released me and stepped back. Yet another cry, this far more threatening than the other.
- Lara! I! Reacts, you can .- I cried with tears in his eyes.
But she taught me follow my progress towards the depths of his throat. I backed up my back ran into the kitchen bench, my hands instinctively sought something supported. I kept trying to reason, but slowly and directly toward me. She was not ... not anymore. Pounce upon me again, this time he stopped short with his hands together, slowly opened mine and there were clutching something. I opened and I stepped aside. In her lap was a kitchen knife stuck. I looked, I remember I saw a tear fall down his cheek, then a smile followed by a grim laugh. He tore the knife and throw it away.
-Veennn, essstaremos jjuntoss forever, do not deceased? - Were the words that formed in his mouth while his arms to release new to me, showing me all her beautiful teeth in a wonderful smile. That was the last time I remember how wonderful it was. After that suddenly his expression changed again, and accompanied by guttural scream so terrifying that pounced on me again. I again had wielded a skillet. He struck again, this time with all my strength in the head. There was a rustle and a strong smell of meat makes me drunk. He fell down without being able to react and jump on him. The strike repeatedly, until I had no strength. With each blow the smell of growing pot roast, the pan had caught fire. When you recover from the shock. He sat with his back against a bench in the kitchen, in front of Lara, lying face down on a bed of stoneware and blood. Beside the pan. It hurts the arm. I wondered if I would have bitten, but soon found that "only" was that I had burned with boiling oil that I dropped the pan I had used as a weapon. Had killed her.
I got up and went into the downstairs bathroom, wash my face and arms, I opened the closet and I treat the burn, putting ointment for burns. I left there and went to the dining room, activate the security system. All closed. And I turned on the television. Nine o'clock because they were broadcasting the news. "Strange occurrences of vandalism throughout the city. Police and SWAT special forces, have been charged with groups of vandals, several wounded among both vandals and the police. So far, no one knows the causes of these events, though it is believed may be some type of demonstration because of the collapse hospital which continues throughout the day ... "

DAY TWO

I awoke with a severe headache. He could remember nothing of what had happened the night before. I went into the kitchen and then, oh then! I remembered everything. There was a pool of blood, but where was Lara? Nor am I had a hard time finding it, I followed the blood trail. She lay on a bench in the kitchen. Her face was completely disfigured. I recognized practically by the clothes he wore, though it was soaked in his blood. God! What had I done? I walked toward her, but just as he was going to catch it, looked up.
- No! Alejjatte! - I growl with that voice so rough and I can not remember .- goportrlo mag. What I Congedo todaaa the nosh. Ambrrreee. I, ummm, quero, okay? Matttame or I'll do it, grrrr, you was silent .- looking. Her face had a look of fear, love and hate. But above all there was sadness, great sadness.
I do not know who took me to do what I did, but now I know it was the best I could do. I guess I knew that what was left of Lara was about to die and then who would I continue to monkeys of the creature who had his appearance. I walked out the door to the garage. Look through some boxes where I had some tools, I took a small hand ax, which he used for pruning in the garden. I approached in silence. I looked a long time. She looked at me, I dropped tears mixed with blood from his face. Rinsed with the hose, more still smearing me and smiled, smiled back and assert his head slightly. I kept looking at her, he knew he was firing at me, it felt, and that made me, in silence. We are about words, we did not want anything to disturb that time ... The last moments together.
I was standing a few feet away, his hands behind his back. A tear rolled down my cheek. Just before falling from my chin, Lara stood up, I look, had disappeared, it had been endorsed. He pounced on me and I quickly from behind my back and up and down the ax fell swiftly. He struck in the neck causing him to lose balance, resting his right knee on the ground and holding onto a stool, sit back. It was not possible! He had lost much blood during the night. I hit up the sazación and even had almost severed the neck, but still stood. Before recovering his balance, hitting him again in the same place. Now easier because his head was off the hook to his right. There was a thud on wood, I followed another knock on wood, this was more prolonged and severe, his body had fallen, his hand still did, and again another knock on wood. Her hand lay on the parquet beside the body. His head a few feet away.
God! No one can know, and I explain how I felt. Have killed my love twice, and how. Last night was as little delirious, but also she was not dead, now if ... I do not know how it might affect a weak or disturbed mind. But I was a shock, something triggered in my head. There in "click" and something ignited. Look a few large trash bags. The Chop to transport me easier. While the "wrapped" I found her precious necklace. I had told the family that came to him, he gave his mother, and her grandmother, who inherited it from her great-grandmother .... I took it and put it on. I loaded several bags and headed for the basement. Among my refuge. Scroll to the door to the 'outside' progress through the hallway and walk down to the sewer. I said goodbye to Lara, bag to bag.
On my way back, ie could hear what I thought were gunshots. Near the entrance to the hidden corridor, there was a ladder going up the street. That place was pretty dismal, plunged into a darkness that surrounded me, surrounded by a smell of decay and death, bathed by the sound of water carried waste from an entire city. A few small holes in the steel cover that was on me, letting in the rays of the sun was at its apex. It must be noon, because the light was coming straight for them. I watched the light from the particles of dust carrying air as jets drew rays falling on my face. It was like a light shower. I recover from the mirage to see my hands up in the rudimentary steps of steel stuck in the stone wall. Upon reaching the top, not without effort, I ran the heavy lid to one side. The light enveloped me, blinding me. I covered it with one hand, and I gradually regained vision. At first I saw only shadows, that were taking shape, a tree, a parked car. How much time had gone down there? Once fully recovered his sight, I left, I close the lid, but I thought I would be more useful open, if I had to go through. I walked a bit through the streets, deserted perished.
There was trash everywhere What had happened that night? There were papers, cans and containers burned stones. I saw what looked like a makeshift barricade of police equipment and debris helmets and riot shields, batons and blood. I got closer to see everything more closely, and saw some boots on the other side of the barricade. I went to see better what was strange, boots! There? As I approached I saw he was a cop sitting on the barricade. Exhausted, I saw him coming.
"Good tardes." I said without knowing very well that that is well .-? What happened?
The agent shook me, and pointed his gun at me.
- You!, You do not look like a "demonstrator" "He said putting a strange emphasis on the word" protester ". Who are you?
"I believe it does not matter. What happened?
- What happened? But Where the hell have you been all night? and ... "coff coff" What are you covered in blood?
I forgot. Go paint it should have. And whatever she might say
I do not think that would do much.
"I've been in my house, I live near ...
- You live close! - Said with a smile on your face Where do you live? In a fucking Bunker?
"You could say, but I have not yet answered my preguntas." I said as I leaned against the barricade keeping an eye on the address to which the police looked .- What happened here?
-that was hell. We got a call that vandals were attacking people. We came a squadron of riot police, most were in the vehicles to get help, but have not returned. Of which we were staying I .- His gaze made me shiver, and before he could say anything, he continued "While we were in the van, we were given orders to act, we should dissolve a small group of hooligans who were attacking all pedestrians who crossed. Our mission was to dissolve, we should not use force unless strictly necessary. The hospitals were overcrowded.
"I know," I was rebuked by one without being acknowledged.
The police officer looked at me sideways, but continued to look a dead which was almost in front of us. Soon he returned to tell me what had happened that night. I think I really needed to talk to someone. Knowing that it was a nightmare.
"At this point, what should be a small group of about ten people, was almost fifty, and I would not say they were vandals. It was ordinary people, ordinary citizens, or nearly so. Many seemed injured and were bleeding. There were people in the insulated flooring She paused, seemed to put his memories in order .- The captain made us be in defense position, and await instructions. We warned of the new situation by radio, but they said they could not send anyone over, there were more ads throughout the city. So there we were, twenty men on one side and over fifty other people angry. The captain attempted to dialogue with the crowd but did not seem reasonable, growled a menacing, and moving toward us slowly. Some who were on the ground, also got up and approached awkwardly. There was something involved in everything that was happening, from people to their comportamiento. "He paused, I listened carefully to what I had. Everything was somehow familiar to my experience of that night.
"They ignored warnings from the captain and continued moving toward us. So we had to carry, at first looked like it would be easy to break these people. Not defending, just fell and stayed there on the floor. Soon they were all on the floor. But come and attack us again, but wanted to bite him what prevented our uniform, our second load was more severe, since now we were attacked. We hit with strength and toughness, some of my colleagues with excessive force. They seemed to enjoy. But civilians were again raised again and again. That was awful, their faces disfigured from the blows. The blood that covered them, and without complaining they stood up and attacked again. He stopped only grunting .- charge your weapon and watch the dead silence, I with him.
Silence, horrific and eerie silence.
Both looked into the alley, me with curiosity and fear agent. I thought I saw a shadow in the alley, but I thought it was nothing, which changed to see the agent pointing his weapon in the direction we were looking, our breathing was so little is heard, as part of a metal suida like a can rolling down the street. His breathing was strong and fast. The fear grew in me. The silence, the waiting and the uncertainty it caused. I put my hand on the shoulder of the officer.

"I think it would be better that we go to my house. This fence is a safe place and also I should clean up and the two should rest. There we finished talking quietly.

"That would seem to me great, I'm very tired, and to be honest I'm scared. Expensively got up leaning on the barricade without leave or look or point to the alley. Once standing he put his hand to his left side. He put a look of pain .- You go.

We headed for the street where the sewer was open.
-is here "I said pointing downward .- can you get?
- Of these kidding! Do you live in the sewers?
- Will you come or not? - Said as he began the descent. I saw how the light was eclipsed on me. Was falling.

Going down. I said I hoped that it would close the drain, it would be better not leave too many traces of where we were going. It took a little adjusting to the darkness, but gradually we got to it. When we decided that we could guide you move down the sewer. Soon we reached a bend.
-follow, is right .- I said pointing to a hole in the wall where it came from a clear electric light.
In turn he seemed surprised and kept going.
"I think the two that we talk and we shall certainly have questions for the other .- said as he was entering the new room, strangely, as I closed the sliding door and continue to advance.
Finally we reached my house, I could see the time there were about six in the afternoon. We decided we'd better talk the next day, and for the rest of the day we aseamos, I helped to heal a cut on the side and had dinner. We teach the house and stayed in the guest room. We left early to rest .... The day and the night had been very long.
Over dinner we talked a little of the house and their "qualities" and what had happened the previous night were still blood marks and it was impossible to say anything about it (This reminded me that had not been any kind of nightmare ,) did not seem surprised that the agent is my story, although it shortened, because we were tired.
When we went to bed, I thought it would cost me sleep, because I was remembering what had happened during the day and night ... Lara ....
Soon I fell asleep to the pendant in my hands, I was exhausted.