[h1][b][center][color=Darkorange]Jake Evanston[/color][/center][/b][/h1][hr][center][hider=Jake Evanston]
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[/hider][/center][hr][sub][color=darkorange][center]Catch Up Post[/center][/color][/sub][hr]
[color=yellow]Day One : Morning[/color]

	That day was a day that Jake had been waiting for but felt apprehensive when the day finally came. So bad did he want to run from the bunker and go home. He knew, however, that that would be the most illogical thing he could ever do. So, he spent the first day that the doors were opened by helping as many people as he could. He assisted people back into the bunker, and then had to take the dead back out. The action almost broke him because he knew so many of them. He couldn't bring himself to say anything back to Harley about taking the items off of the dead. He still did it but it hurt him inside.

[color=yellow]Day One : Night[/color]

	Night didn't come fast enough. Bodies of people Jake had gotten to know over the past year continued to drop. Eventually a group of the still living survivors began a discussion/argument trying to determine what to do with the bodies. Jake suggested burning the bodies because he didn't think they'd be able to bury them deep enough to keep their bodies away from animals.

	Not many stood alongside his proposition of burning the bodies in order to save fuel. They continued the discussion until Robert came back and said he found a place to bury the dead. At that point the discussion was over and they all started burying the ones that they lost. It took long time of digging and moving of bodies. As it started to get dark many left back to the bunker. Jake was one of the last to head back. Family members of the dead staying longer than he did.

	Inside he slowly made his way to the showers. Opening of the doors was suppose to be a good thing, but with so many dead how could anyone be happy at all. He stayed in the shower for nearly an hour trying to make himself forget the horrifying smells and sights of so many dead people. It didn't work and it never would.

[color=yellow]Day Two Thru Four[/color]

	The next few days were filled with the remaining members of the bunker either dying or getting horribly sick. Jake was so tired after the first day of 'freedom' and the fever made him feel even worse. He was dizzy, nauseous, and felt as if he may collapse. Still there were some in worse condition than he was. So, despite how he felt Jake pushed through to assist the ones who were in worse conditions.

[color=yellow]Day Five[/color]

	Jake was starting to fell much better today so he was able to help more than usual. However, it did seem that a large majority of the survivors were starting to fell better as well. Jake hoped that this would be the end of there issues but he knew that was a hopeless dream.

	He went to his room to grab a bottle of water he had been drinking on that day. When he went to pick it up bringing his hand up the bottle was missing. He looked at the table and the water was still there. Maybe he had just missed it. Grabbing the bottle again he began drinking the water when it suddenly fell? Wait, what! Jake must not have had as good a grasp as he thought.

	When the water hit the ground he bent down to pick it up but the water on the concrete floor caused him to slip. He braced himself for the landing, but instead of getting hurt he felt nothing. He looked at the floor to see a slight dent in the concrete. Then suddenly he felt a short wave of intense fear and confusion. [color=darkorange]"What the heck is going on?"[/color] Jake rushed out of his room. He needed to figure out was going on. He rushed around trying to find someone.[hr][center][@Aeternum] [@Wick] [@King Tai] [@RumikoOhara] [@Kyrisse] [@Spinosaurus] [@Metronome] [@December] [@Venku][/center]