So it would seem that some can figure out what it going on better than others. Last year I would have thought everything was fine.  It wasnt until the emergency broadcasts and the people started dying that I knew there was a problem.  Others caught on a bit more quickly.

The signs last year, the warnings of the global cooperation under the United Nations and a joint military, they seemed unreal during the pandemic of the flus.  Six or seven vaccinations over a 45 day period completely disrupted the world.  People were too worried about all the different flu strains, and nobody connected any dots, nobody understood that the laws they were passing and treaties they were signing with the rest of the world gave up our rights as an individual country and made us one big planet with one government and a unified military.  I never even would have thought that was a bad thing until I started seeing people die in this little podunk town in America.

I made it as far as three miles into the water system, going inward and letting the water flow behind me as I walked down the water tunnel.  Eventually there were guards dressed in wetsuits and scuba gear, and they were not military.

They were heavily armed, and they were civilians.

I slightly pulled my shotgun upward, but saw no use and they closed in fast.  They “asked” and I “told”.  They spent a minute going through my pack and one of them pulled out my Netbook.  They couldnt get online with it but they could read through my backup documents, and by doing that they were able to read most of my blog.

“You’ve seen some shit, huh”.  The one guy said.

I just waited for them to finish rifling through my stuff and make up their mind what to do with me.

They continued scanning through the Netbook, and came to Dr. Stolford’s data regarding nanobots and whatnot.  They made about as much sense of it as I did.  There wasnt much else to see so they gave it back and returned me my things.

I was given the option of turning around and going back up to the death waiting for me up top, or going further into the tunnel and hiding out in the old water reservoir system.  I would be expected to fight for them as long as I was inside their location.  I said that would be fine.

We went through an old system off to the right.  It had pools that received overflow still from before renovations, but it was old and lighting was dark.  At least a hundred and fifty women and children were living here, ready at a moments notice to swim into an unlit pool and hide for as long as necessary.  Everything was kept secure and hidden, and the echoing sounds of any approaching  maintenance workers on this end of the tunnel so far from the actual reservoir would be heard for miles.

It was comfortable, most places to sit were roll-able padding that you could make into a tube quite quickly and slide underneath you when you went into your dark little nest of water if the soldiers came.  Mine was a quilt sown together and covered with a slick green plastic.  I stretched out on it and was thankful I was allowed to keep my guns as they told me their story.  A few cigarettes were handed out, but most didn’t smoke, already thinking extra seconds of breathing meant extra seconds of life in a situation like this.

I asked aloud how people started finding each other and a person who took strong faith in the Bible spoke out first, saying too many old testament signs and new testament signs were being fulfilled, and the main point of all the “end times” messages were being directly related to the one government and the one currency.  There were murmurs of agreements from around the group, and the next person spoke.

“I worked in vaccinations,” he said, “and I know that they put nanobots in the ends of needles last year.”

My jaw dropped and I looked for the three security guards that read my blog post.  They didnt appear to make the connection.

“I read some information stating it would cause mass violence and homicide,” he continued, “and that the government would have prior knowledge to this reaction.  They would then begin exterminating those  people committing these acts. ”

If I hadn’t read the information on the Netbook regarding the nanotechnology, I dont think this would have been more of a shock to me than anything else.  I had went to chuch when I was a kid and been through the bible a few times.  The bible information should have moved me more than the nanotechnology stuff, but now Dr. Stolford’s information was all flashing back inide my head.

The man continued.  “I did not get that strain of nanobot technology.  I was scheduled to get the 6 vaccines over the 45 days.  I immediately started trying to connect with people that knew about things.  I connected with Ms. Evans over there.  She knew the signs of the Bible were being fulfilled.  And Chuck Abram over here.  He’ll tell you what he saw.”

A man who I assumed would only make sense to be Chuck Abram leaned back and stretched before going into his tale.  It was regarding a government job and seeing a “red list” and a “blue list” come across his desk.  The list for FEMA camp extermination.

He was still going on about “those murderous bastards” when I slid across the water slicked surface and made my way over to the gentleman who spoke regarding the nanites.  the wetsuit they provided me with was a bit large and moved across the floor somewhat clumsily, but it would do.  I was without an oxygen tank, however, as those were scarce and I was just a visitor.  If anyone came, I was to swim to one of the few air pockets and tread water.  A bit riskier, but I understood.

The mans name was Parker, and he stated that he did not know Dr. Stolford, but he was familiar with his data.

“Dr Stolford is a top level scientist,” Parker stated.  “Some of this material I dont even understand, but this is the same thing.  Nanotechnology embedded into the chosen survivors, which is 500 million people, and then the rest of the world would receive the nanite programming to…well, to do this,” he said, and gestured above ground and then around him to the gathering of refugees underneath.  “But not everyone took the vaccine.”

I know I didnt.  I wasnt having all kinds of shit injected into me when there was already so much stuff in the air and the water and the food I eat.

“So now the ones that didnt get the vaccines; the ones that are not vicious killers, they just have to be eradicated as well.  Nobody will really be left to complain but the ones that were meant to survive.  And I dont see any reason for them to complain.”

“Yeah, neither do I”.  I said and tried to comprehend something this sinister.

I let the information sink in for a few days, going on hunting runs with them and basically just helping out; washing what needed to be washed and cleaning rifles, baiting traps.  I was shown their stockpile of weaponry and asked a few times if I had interest in joining them, learning some secrets, seeing some escape routes.  I told them I was not sure yet and still was thinking about moving on.

It turned out twenty of them had met down there for “resistance” meetings once a week when things first started getting alarming, and as the concern grew, so did their numbers.  Once the emergency broadcast started they all stayed down there after bringing their personal stockpiles of weapons and supplies from home.  They were pretty well fortified and could survive down there for quite some time if they went undetected.  And didnt get too cold in the wintertime.

After about a week I was ready to move and see what was above.  Life below was starting to get a little weird, like the “above ground” was only for hunting and gathering supplies and you were meant to live below, in this small three hundred foot wide dome with faded and peeled yellow paint and barely any lighting, forever.  I was even approached by some woman and asked if I wanted to be her  “tunnel husband”, which I found somewhat flattering but mostly just depressing and fucked up; that the world had gotten so insane that I would spend four or five days in a water tunnel and be proposed to by a lady in a scuba suit carrying a handgun and a flashlight.  It was time to go.  I was coming back, but I had to find some new information.

Like what was the deal with the nanotechnology in the chosen 500 million.

I’m topside again, and I think I have finally made my way behind the death squad.  I’m going to find me some answers.  I need a really big computer.  I know a little about computer security, and what I dont know I can learn.  I am going to find out every bit of information I can about Dr. Stolford, his research, and what kind of technology these “survivors” have been embedded with.  Theres been a question that has been bothering me since this whole thing began.

Whats the difference with these two kinds of killers?  Why are the one type, the berzerkers, so mindless, and the other kind so smart and fast and fucking good at it?  Whats the one got that the other doesnt?

Maybe a different group of nanintes?  Maybe an entirely different programming?

Whatever it is, I intend to find out.