Salvation from Us by PapaLoveGood
It all started in 2019, originated in from Asia. Some say scientists were looking for a cure for cancer gone wrong, other’s says it came from an unknown diseased animal and some say it came from a mutated plant. At the end, no one knows what or how it happened. By the time doctors and scientists figured out what was wrong, it had been already too late. , The first patient discovered with this virus was in 2018, Bangkok, Thailand. Spreading the virus was easy through street food venders from tourist all over the world. All it takes is one person to infect an entire country. Symptoms doesn’t show after a few days later. It makes the courier sick and weak for the first few days, after that their sense of violence and libido sky rockets off the charts. Their body mutates in the process of turning. Their speed and strength increases during the mutation, making them incredibly hard to kill. Encountering an turned infected almost guarantees a death sentence even if the victims survive their attack. The infected lose all sense of humanity, unable to speak and think. Their only motives are relentlessly assault and rape their victims. Those that survives their sexual assault turns within a week, depending on their resistance to the virus. The infected don’t care about age or gender. They attack anyone on sight. Fortunately the virus doesn’t affect any other living organisms except humans. By the time we had it somewhat under control in 2027, more than 90% of the world’s populations are dead or infected. We were on the brink for a cure but through some mishap, the remaining scientists were accidentally infected. The government fell just a few months later. By 2030, the world have gone dark.
Present date: February 26th, 2035
My name is John, I’m 35 years old. I have short brown hair, lightly tanned skin and blue ocean eyes. I’m 6’4, lean muscular build all around my body. When the government shut down, finding work was nearly impossible. With no order, It was dangerous from just walking outside the streets. People were mugged, raped and killed daily in the city. I’ve decided it was safer to go into the wilderness and fend for ourselves. We were very fortunate when the Robinsons accepted us into their ranch, I was undoubtedly grateful for their kindness. I have to keep in shape because of the work I do at the ranch. Their large isolated ranch resides at least 200 miles from population and we’ve been living there for at least 2 years now. We have livestock from cows, chickens and pigs. The whole ranch is powered with solar panels equipped on the roofs. There’s a stream near by which supplies us with water for use and crops. A half mile up north there’s a natural hot spring, very convenient for bathing. All in all, the self sustaining ranch is best spot for survival during this terrible time.
The Robinsons was the owner of the ranch. It was Tim, Heather his wife and their son Rob. The Robinsons died in a tragic incident after an unexpected infected wondered near the ranch. We managed to eliminate the threat but at the cost of Tim’s and Rob’s lives. Heather died the following winter from an unknown illness or maybe she couldn’t go on living after the deaths of her husband and son. A couple months later my wife died soon after. Now, it’s just me and my daughter, the last two survivors on the ranch. Before the virus broke out, we had our daughter at a very young age. Being naive, we didn’t use protection and thus Samantha was born.
Sam has long brunette hair reaching to her waists. Hazel eyes, light tanned skin. Her breasts size are 34DD, slim waist, perfect round butt and thick legs. She looks just like her mother. I totally forgotten her age, I’m assuming she’s 17 or 18. I could’ve ask her myself but we have a fallout when Jean, her mother died.
A couple months ago, two elderly couple stumbled on our ranch. They were exhausted, dehydrated and starving. The three of us had a vote to either help the couple or turn them away. Jean voted to help the couple while Sam voted not to. I was the tie breaker. The Robinsons would turned over their graves if we turned these couple away. Sam was furious and she had reasons to be. We brought them in and fed them. Being careless, the old man was already infected with the virus but showed no symptoms. Jean and the old man’s wife were soon infected after. The old man felt so guilty that he took his own life. I had my last talk with Jean alone before putting her down. She made me promised to take care of Sam no matter what.
To be honest, I would’ve put a bullet in my mouth right after Jean died. Sam is the reason I’m continuing to go on, my only motive to keep on pushing and surviving.
The work load on the ranch have quadrupled since the Robinsons and my wife died. I worked my ass off everyday to keep the ranch on going. Sam helps too but only with the light stuff, the feeding, gardening, laundry and house hold chores. We ran out of gas a year ago so every mechanical field labor that has to do with land will have to be done by hand. I’ve learned so much from the Robinsons that I can run the ranch just by myself. It’s not easy but I can barely manage with Sam’s help.
The main house is huge. It has 5 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, 2 living rooms, kitchen and a spare basement room. I sleep in the master bedroom while Sam sleeps in the next room. Our daily routine is not complicated, I usually wake up at 5 A.M., washed up and make breakfast. I usually eat breakfast alone because Sam wakes up at 7 A.M. I also cooked an extra servings for Sam. After breakfast I would head out do my thing until 4 or 5 P.M. I mostly stayed pretty close to the ranch just an ear shot away from Sam if anything should happened. At noon Sam would bring lunch and around 6 P.M. supper should be ready after I wash up. Anything Sam cooks, I literally licked the plate clean. Her mother taught her well.
Ever since Jean died, Sam’s cooking has been tasting a bit bland and I know why but I just don’t know how to help her. Sam barely talks to me now, sometimes she would replied with a yes, okay or no. Sam probably blames me for her mother’s death but she won’t admit it. I do too but I have to live with it.
Tonight Sam Cooked her beef stew. It didn’t tastes as good as it used to but it filled up the stomach. After supper, we head out to the spring. The first thing I grabbed is my pistol. Even if it’s always peaceful around here but I have to be always ready if anything should happened. We got our towels, toothbrushes and bathing essentials.
The hot spring’s pool is about 20 feet long and 4 feet deep at the shortest. The deepest part of the spring is about 5 feet. The hot spring has a stream that flows downhill. We bathe nude together but apart from each other. Sam does her thing on the other side of the spring pool while I do mine on the opposite. I always bathe my back turns towards her just to give her some privacy. I’d never think of Sam as anything but my baby girl. I really have no attractiveness towards her. Some times I’ve caught her staring at me when bathing but I never brought it up.