Hi, Nate here!
Hi, Readers! Thanks for following through my chapters and update. I'm here to say that I will be on a long hiatus this January for personal and health reasons. The start of the year 2022 is rocky for preparations to continuing SBOF. There are still a few more chapters to go through before the end of this book, and it's not as happy a journey.
I'll be honest, I'm struggling writing a bit. I'm lining up a new story to write for this year, but will debut around the third quarter. Unlike SBOF where I write real time, or almost.
Anyway, I will be resuming the story on February. Sorry for everything, and I hope I could properly continue the chapters.
*crossfingers*
@AcrimonyNate
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Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 12 (part 1)
Chapter 12Another night passes for the house of Darmstadt. With the addition of four mouths to feed and the lucky location where almost no danger comes, no dark-creature lurks, they’ve come to spend the coming hours on edge but feeling reasonably safe. Piling on this feeling of safety is the looming quest to restock their supply of food. Since they aren’t leaving any time soon, Lena figured a few of them could look around each house and see if they’ve got stocks to help them.None of Lena, Berns, Perri, and Horaz know what happened to the rest of the residents in the surrounding houses. Honestly, they couldn’t care much. Berns only knows what happened to her family. Tragedy filled her mind enough to forget the rest of the world, why she had no time to think of others beyond the bounds of the house.Lena prioritized her communication with her children using her smartphone with barely any signal that she lost in
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 12 (part 2)
Perri knew some of the people they passed by. One house belonged to the office mate of her father. The balcony of their terrace out on their backyard looked broken with furniture strewn. She wasn’t sure what happened there, but the destruction didn’t bode well. Not that they all had the time to check on every house.She did stop when she saw children outside of their house, a touch of relief to see kids safe despite the surrounding abundance of chaos. Absent from violence in the eyes of just curious young ones felt like a sudden burden if she isn’t thinking much on the bearing of the situation.An urge to help them kicks in without hesitation. The children are the only reason she yields to provide aid, but the parent’s caution keeps them from giving it. Shooing them at sight, discreetly, or blatantly shouts without regard whether they are seen or not from the noise to alert the creature. The kids or parents who knew Perri or Horaz only nodded in
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 12 (part 3)
One of them continued to inspect the cabinets, finding appropriate supplies for adults unopen. On another cabinet is the stock for kids, cereal boxes, baby formula’s, and diaper’s that wouldn’t expire after two years.A trove of other items, non-consumable, included could be have been added to their storage, but they only have enough space for specific items. Hurrying back to Anton and Perri, they found that the two were busy hiding behind a car not far. That was already there when they arrived.They were watching someone far down the road. The two don’t show alarm or a sense of danger, looking busy chatting with each other. Maybe the two were trying to figure out what to do.Horaz cautiously carried the bag of canned goods he had at his back and looked in the direction they were watching. Behind him was Tacio carrying a box from the kitchen, now filled with baby necessities. He didn’t get to see the other two of their group fussing
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 12 (part 4)
Aurea had a time standing and pulling others to stay optimistic, especially after meeting with Bedlyne (Betts) and Bertrand (Trust). The couple that she promised to meet was staying in one of the rooms on the first floor, inside a doctor’s office. She was glad they were safe, finding that Trust’s right eye was completely covered by bandages, knowing it was an injury from the first day.Her heart ached when she listened to how Trust lost his eye from surviving out of his office and was thankful that he and Betts were fortunate enough to meet and help each other. Even the story on their rooftop safety was like a miracle, though the question most Aurea inquired was how damaged the entire hospital was for each floor.The two stated that every floor is stable enough to hold itself, except for small sections with severe damage. They also noted the top floors are out of access, and the only time they successfully got out from there was to climb down with a rope th
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 12 (part 5)
He was thankful he found her despite the circumstance thrust upon the first moments of their budding relationship. Physical or otherwise, he was built upon the loneliness and tiresome pursuit of something to occupy his time besides work. Building their camaraderie was the next best thing he ever thankfully was blessed. Thus their time apart is more bearable than the idea of going out as an observer.Time passes, his eyes grow weary from typing too long while interpreting shorthand typography he can barely distinguish. Akyl seems to use a self-created type of acronym and abbreviation. Scribing it felt like a self-taught math formula for a problem you can answer with a guess. If it fits, it will sit. Fortunately, he can distract himself with his phone, which surprisingly received a message from the outside.Opening the message showed him that it passed through the **** company app, which they all rarely used. Usually, he used the ones the IT team installed. That one is l
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 13 (part 1)
Chapter 13The cold night covered Trust and Betts as both sat near the rooftop door, leaning on the nest Trust had built for the two of them before. Wood from a broken door serving as a stable wall with metallic frames from a dismantled hospital bed not in use, serving as the roof of their fixer-upper abode.An impression of two children spending time under the night sky, with their pitched-up tent ready for the camping night they wanted to experience for so long. Soiled blankets served as their seats, cushioning their bums from the cement’s rough cold feel.Five alternate squawking sounds came from the remaining crows still perched at the edge of the rooftop. Their similar-looking beady eyes all blinked in succession then followed their heads, turning to the direction somewhere away from the building. Trust who sat on the blankies half-awake opened his eyes to look at them, annoyed but quite troubled about their message. Someho
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 13 (part 2)
Seeing her sudden shift from playful to semi-serious pout stopped Trust, his lips pulling into a tamed smile and agreeing not to bother her new “scar.” Moving beside her, he pulled out a few notes, told her that they’re in the same classes again except for their free period since he’s joining club activities non-stop. At least, that’s what he plans.Betts continued to finish her lasagna. Her video paused. Before long, their conversation turned into a full-blown gossip bash when Trust told her the few students in their school who are new to her eyes and old to her sanity’s sake. Most of the students in their school often knew each other, belonging in the same preparatory levels or one other way, like neighbors with inevitable familial friends.“Hold up,” she said to him. “I need to take my meds. Pain is starting again.” Ending her words with a frown.“Right, pausing at the new couples and broken-up
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 13 (part 3)
“Come on. It’s poking out your head, taunting me. Besides, it’s a cool scar. Tell the other’s you kicked a monster’s ass in the playground.” He told her snicker. “But, tell me. What’s in your head?” He seriously said, a small smile on his face.Shifting the way he sat, he moved his body away from the headboard. Now he faced Betts, his one arm on the other side of her legs, while he looked at her with earnest eyes. “Are we, or are we not emotionally connected best friends? Like what those girls in class say.”His position caged Betts as if cornering her. Leaning back to relax, Betts looked at his good friend and muttered, “I don’t feel like growing up.”“We’re only thirteen, going on fourteen. How is that growing up?” He scoffed at her. She glared at his scoff, and he only leaned closer, poking their noses. It usually made her cross-eyed, challenging herself to r
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