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Farm House Blues

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Darcie Briggs	Posted: Oct 21 2007, 02:18 PM
Member Group: Citizens Posts: 17 Member No.: 23 Joined: 16-October 07	A thick smudge of mud covered Darcie's forearm. Sweat mixed with dirt to form the gritty mess that reached from the back of her hand all the way to her elbow. As a matter of fact her entire outfit was filthy. A hole had recently been worn into the knee of her left jean leg. Her tanktop was covered in dirt as well, but remained washable. Even her face had a smudge or two on her face. Darcie tossed aside the shovel as she climbed out of the waist deep pit that she had spent the past day and a half digging. Falling to her knees on the grass she took in a few deep breaths. The farm was fairly secluded, but close enough to the city for her to choke on the stale air. Things would clear up soon, she was sure. Without all of the constant car and factory fumes, she was certain the air would clean itself in a matter of weeks. Of course, the environment wasn't exactly her focus of study. Standing up slowly due to her sore legs she looked over at her second task. Four bodies, all blackened by the disease lay neatly piled just off of the porch. Two were much older, and had been found in the main house. She assumed they had owned the farm. The third was a young man, possibly related. Though she figured he was probably just hired help. If anything he was a nephew or grandson. Either way, he had been about her age, give a year or two. He was still wearing his cowboy hat and boots. His body had been slouched against the barn wall. For a minute, she had been estatic at seeing another person. Unfortunatly he had just been well balanced before dieing. So he hadn't fallen over. She knew it was not her responsiblity to bury these people. After all, she had left her entire family unburied and ready to rot. Except for Chane. She had not seen his body. There was a reason behind the effort she was putting into these people's grave. Darcie intended to take over the farm. All of the animals seemed to be in fine health. Except for an old hound she had found curled at his master's feet. The house itself was well kept, which she liked. Not to mention a beautiful example of architecture. She could tell that the house was an old colonial. Possibly some sort of plantation way back when. That didn't really matter anymore. The farm was fairly self sufficient. So everything she needed was right there. Of course, she still had to make a pass through town eventually. All she had a was spare set of jeans and a few more tank tops. Everything else had been forgotten back at Standford. Clothes would be a neccessary soon. For now, she had to get rid of the bodies. Just thinking about it that way made her feel like some sort of gangster. She went for the old lady first. Her grey hair caught on every fallen branch and rock as Darcie pulled her by the ankles. At least she was light. The hardest part was getting her into the hole without falling down herself. As always, Darcie managed though. She even got the old man down without much difficulty. The old couple lay next to each other in their nightgowns, just as she had found them upstairs. Just because it seemed right she took their cold, stiff hands and fit them together nicely. It almost seemed wrong to intrude upon their grave by adding in the young man. Darcie just didn't have the strength to dig up another hole though. Being much stronger than the other two the young man was a bit tricker. He was heavy, and his boots slipped off twice as she dragged him several yards away from the house. Then, once she had finally gotten the bulky youth over to the multigrave she had to walk halfway back to grab his hat. She didn't think it was right to bury him without it. Of course, things have to get worse before they get better. As she lifted the boy up she lost her footing on the loose dirt around the grave. The combined weight of their bodies brought them crashing down. Letting out a frightened scream she shoved hard on the corpse. Being smart wouldn't help Darcie at the moment, however. It would take strength, one thing she definatly lacked. Giving up on the body pinning her to the ground she leaned her head back. A silver tear slid down her cheek. "Help me! Someone, please help!" She called out, not really expecting a reply.

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