HuntingWolf
Membership Revoked
Sorry for the delay.
I'm extremely busy and won't be able to get back to it until next week.
Lousy meat world!
I'm extremely busy and won't be able to get back to it until next week.
Lousy meat world!
The Tunnel V2.0
- Thread starter HuntingWolf
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stjwelding
Inactive
HuntingWolf; We will be waiting, you cant get rid of us that easily.
Wayne
Wayne
sssarawolf
We're just plugging along.
OHHHHHHHHHHHHH PPPOOOOOOOOOOOO, but thank you for telling us , good luck.
stjwelding
Inactive
Have a Blessed Easter HuntingWolf.
Wayne
Wayne
HuntingWolf
Membership Revoked
Thank you, stjwelding!
Hopefully, I'll have something soon. I know it's a bummer having a sick guy writing a story.
Hopefully, I'll have something soon. I know it's a bummer having a sick guy writing a story.
toxic avenger
Veteran Member
Great story! I will be checking for updates every day!
OK, you got me...twice a day.
hourly
OK, you got me...twice a day.
hourly
stjwelding
Inactive
HuntingWolf, Just checking to see how life is treating you, hope all is well with you. Stay strong, know that GOD is in control and that HIS WILL, will be done in HIS time.
Wayne
Wayne
Siskiyoumom
Veteran Member
Hope all is going well for you.
Would love to see a new chapter by Christmas break!
Would love to see a new chapter by Christmas break!
HuntingWolf
Membership Revoked
Sorry for the delays. I have been having some major money issues.
I'll be losing my internet next month. Can't afford the $50 a month, after a new roof, both trucks breaking down( more than once), even more bills, and the heat that bothers me so bad since the heart valves got put in.
Plus I'm looking for a new home. I'm just not able to keep up the place I'm at now.So cleaning it up, getting rid of stuff, and such. My time just has been eaten up this summer.
I am going to be so busy this month with medical appointments that I really won't get back to it until October or November.
I will finish this!
I'll be losing my internet next month. Can't afford the $50 a month, after a new roof, both trucks breaking down( more than once), even more bills, and the heat that bothers me so bad since the heart valves got put in.
Plus I'm looking for a new home. I'm just not able to keep up the place I'm at now.So cleaning it up, getting rid of stuff, and such. My time just has been eaten up this summer.
I am going to be so busy this month with medical appointments that I really won't get back to it until October or November.
I will finish this!
sssarawolf
We're just plugging along.
Our thoughts and prayers go with you, thank you for the update.
DustMusher
Inactive
Hunting Wolf, many prayers for you , your health and peace of mind. The story will wait until its time.
DM
DM
stjwelding
Inactive
HuntingWolf Our prayers for God's will in your life, for healing, financial relief, and the peace that passes all understanding to you.
Wayne
Wayne
HuntingWolf
Membership Revoked
I swear that someone keeps sabotaging my trucks!
Since mid-august I have not had a week were one or both have not broken down!
I've also been hunting for a new home, that has been a huge waste of time. Every place I go and see should be torn down. I can't believe how many dumps I have seen!
I wrote out half a chapter and re-read it and tossed it. Hopefully next week, I'll have time to sit down and write!
Since mid-august I have not had a week were one or both have not broken down!
I've also been hunting for a new home, that has been a huge waste of time. Every place I go and see should be torn down. I can't believe how many dumps I have seen!
I wrote out half a chapter and re-read it and tossed it. Hopefully next week, I'll have time to sit down and write!
stjwelding
Inactive
HuntingWolf Thanks for the information we are and will be waiting when you post.
Wayne
Wayne
sssarawolf
We're just plugging along.
Good luck on finding a new home, that's a biggy in it's self and on top of it to have break downs . Thanks for getting back to us.
. Thanks for getting back to us.
HuntingWolf
Membership Revoked
I am really sorry for the delay on this folks. Things seem to be somewhat settling down in my life with winter coming. Still got problems that need fixing with my trucks.
So, I should be getting back to finishing this soon, not a heck of a lot more to write() and I know the finish.
Now, if I could just stop thinking of the next story I've got swirling around in my mind.
Thanks for the patience!
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“Door? What door?”
Ponytail shrugged over towards the wall.
I got up and took a look around the end of the box truck.
Huh, dang if there wasn’t a door.
I walked over and took a look with the flashlight.
It looked like any normal steel commercial door. I tried to open it, but it was locked tight.
Figures.
Looks like it would take some effort, even with the right tools to get it opened. The sledge hammer and crow bar I have might be able to do it.
Then I heard a “chirp” again.
Pulling out my NukAlert, I held it near the door and started to count.
I counted six chirps.
That meant anywhere from 2 to 6 Rms were coming through the steel door. That more than likely meant that the radiation on the other side was even higher.
Still, it might mean that there was breathable air on the other side and that would be something they we would be in need of.
But it would have to wait for now.
I walked back to where dumb and dumber were waiting.
Turning back to the two, I once again showed the knife.
“Explain the blood.”
Wannabe looked away. Like he was embarrassed or something.
Ponytail looked at him for a moment and said; “He cuts himself.”
Wannabe avoided my eyes.
I turned him over and rolled up his sleeve.
His arm had slash marks up to the elbow..
I rolled him back over and looked at Ponytail.
“So, what’s your story?”
“Story? We’re just a couple of drivers for a snack…”
I raised my hand to cut him off.
“Tell me. There‘s no cops and I really don‘t care.”
He didn’t say a word, just glared at me.
“Fine, I have a look see myself.”
I stood up and walked over to the tailgate and finished out the keys for the rolling door.
Unlocking it, I pulled myself up on the strap and opened the back of the truck.
The box was filled with all kinds of electronic goods.
I moved a blanket and looked at what must have been a $5,000 flat screen TV in a box. I could see several more under the other blankets.
There were bins with cameras, smart phones, tablets and laptops.
Looking around I found a bin full of prescription drugs.
Could be useful.
Moving more stuff around, I found a stash of firearms. All high priced shotguns and hunting rifles. Including several handguns.
I picked up a Colt Anaconda and was glad Ponytail hadn’t decided to use this instead of that junky Raven.
Some booze, and a few clothes.
And power tools.
Those could be even more useful.
So, not drug dealers, but a B&E crew.
Which in this day and age meant they were just likely as dangerous as any drug dealers.
And I had to make sure that hey, or anyone else in or motley crew, didn’t weapon up.
So I took all the bolts from the rifles and shotguns. The barrels from the pistols and put them in one of the suitcase. I add all the revolvers too.
I toss the suitcase out, hop down out of the truck, and held up the Colt.
They both looked away and said nothing.
“Okay boys, here’s what I think:
You guys didn’t kill that girl. There’s enough weapons in there for you two to have had the run of the place if you wanted too. I think you would have shot somebody instead of cutting their throat.”
I looked over where the others were and ask; “Who do you think did it?”
Ponytail looked around and sagged down.
“I have no idea, man. I know Tommy here didn’t do it, he was with me the whole time. Look, I know you don’t have to believe me, but we didn’t do it!”
“So Tommy was with you…”
“Mark. Mark Black.”
“And you two saw nothing. No one moving around?”
“Naw, everyone was sleeping or whatever. All the headlights were off. I didn’t know anything happened until that chick started screaming.”
I sat down and thought about it.
I had no idea who could have done it. There wasn’t any evidence I could find. Hell, the murder weapon could be anywhere in this dark tunnel.
Guess I would have to talk to Samantha and see what she had to say.
I got back up, closed the door on the truck and locked it back up.
I slipped the Colt into my belt and walked towards Samantha.
“HEY! What about us, man?”
“Well, your thieves for one thing.
Two, I don’t trust you.
So, sit back and relax. I’ll cut you loose when I think it’s alright to do so.”
“You ****! You can and go ******* and…”
I tuned him out as I walked away.
“Hey! I want to talk to that Deputy, man! He’s the law here, not you! Why are you playing cop for anyway?”
Good question, I thought. Why wasn’t Jimmy do his “Law & Order” shtick.
Better question: Why was I bothering? Did I really care if they killed each other? They were dead anyhow, what did it matter to me how they died?
Because it was the right thing to do, you idiot!
I hated arguing with a know it all!
And perhaps the door might give another option to them just dying in here.
As I walked back over to Samantha’s SUV, I could see the others giving me the eye wondering what I was up too.
I saw Matt was talking to Samantha, who was sitting on the tailgate of the SUV. Apparently, he had given her something to clean up with and a t-shirt. Red was back with her husband.
As I walked up, Matt turned to me and said; “She’s still in shock. Go easy on her.” And with that he turned to walk away.
I grabbed his arm and asked; “Why am I doing this and not Jimmy? I thought he wanted to be in charge and he’s the closet thing to a cop we have.”
Matt looked over to his truck where Jimmy was sitting.
“Look, when you went postal on Jimmy and he, well, wet his pants like he did, the others kinda…”
“Go on.”
“The others think he just a coward. But he’s not. He really is a good guy. I don’t know why he’s acting this way.”
“Probably, because he is a coward. There could be a ton of reasons. But you know what Matt? I don‘t really care. There’s only the seven of you people and one of you is a killer.”
I looked up at the dark ceiling wondering what to do and said a small prayer for guidance.
Because, I had no idea what to do about this.
“Listen, can we talk for a moment, Nathan?”
“About what?”
“This situation we find ourselves in.”
So, I should be getting back to finishing this soon, not a heck of a lot more to write(
) and I know the finish.Now, if I could just stop thinking of the next story I've got swirling around in my mind.
Thanks for the patience!
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Chapter 12
Of
The Tunnel
Of
The Tunnel
“Door? What door?”
Ponytail shrugged over towards the wall.
I got up and took a look around the end of the box truck.
Huh, dang if there wasn’t a door.
I walked over and took a look with the flashlight.
It looked like any normal steel commercial door. I tried to open it, but it was locked tight.
Figures.
Looks like it would take some effort, even with the right tools to get it opened. The sledge hammer and crow bar I have might be able to do it.
Then I heard a “chirp” again.
Pulling out my NukAlert, I held it near the door and started to count.
I counted six chirps.
That meant anywhere from 2 to 6 Rms were coming through the steel door. That more than likely meant that the radiation on the other side was even higher.
Still, it might mean that there was breathable air on the other side and that would be something they we would be in need of.
But it would have to wait for now.
I walked back to where dumb and dumber were waiting.
Turning back to the two, I once again showed the knife.
“Explain the blood.”
Wannabe looked away. Like he was embarrassed or something.
Ponytail looked at him for a moment and said; “He cuts himself.”
Wannabe avoided my eyes.
I turned him over and rolled up his sleeve.
His arm had slash marks up to the elbow..
I rolled him back over and looked at Ponytail.
“So, what’s your story?”
“Story? We’re just a couple of drivers for a snack…”
I raised my hand to cut him off.
“Tell me. There‘s no cops and I really don‘t care.”
He didn’t say a word, just glared at me.
“Fine, I have a look see myself.”
I stood up and walked over to the tailgate and finished out the keys for the rolling door.
Unlocking it, I pulled myself up on the strap and opened the back of the truck.
The box was filled with all kinds of electronic goods.
I moved a blanket and looked at what must have been a $5,000 flat screen TV in a box. I could see several more under the other blankets.
There were bins with cameras, smart phones, tablets and laptops.
Looking around I found a bin full of prescription drugs.
Could be useful.
Moving more stuff around, I found a stash of firearms. All high priced shotguns and hunting rifles. Including several handguns.
I picked up a Colt Anaconda and was glad Ponytail hadn’t decided to use this instead of that junky Raven.
Some booze, and a few clothes.
And power tools.
Those could be even more useful.
So, not drug dealers, but a B&E crew.
Which in this day and age meant they were just likely as dangerous as any drug dealers.
And I had to make sure that hey, or anyone else in or motley crew, didn’t weapon up.
So I took all the bolts from the rifles and shotguns. The barrels from the pistols and put them in one of the suitcase. I add all the revolvers too.
I toss the suitcase out, hop down out of the truck, and held up the Colt.
They both looked away and said nothing.
“Okay boys, here’s what I think:
You guys didn’t kill that girl. There’s enough weapons in there for you two to have had the run of the place if you wanted too. I think you would have shot somebody instead of cutting their throat.”
I looked over where the others were and ask; “Who do you think did it?”
Ponytail looked around and sagged down.
“I have no idea, man. I know Tommy here didn’t do it, he was with me the whole time. Look, I know you don’t have to believe me, but we didn’t do it!”
“So Tommy was with you…”
“Mark. Mark Black.”
“And you two saw nothing. No one moving around?”
“Naw, everyone was sleeping or whatever. All the headlights were off. I didn’t know anything happened until that chick started screaming.”
I sat down and thought about it.
I had no idea who could have done it. There wasn’t any evidence I could find. Hell, the murder weapon could be anywhere in this dark tunnel.
Guess I would have to talk to Samantha and see what she had to say.
I got back up, closed the door on the truck and locked it back up.
I slipped the Colt into my belt and walked towards Samantha.
“HEY! What about us, man?”
“Well, your thieves for one thing.
Two, I don’t trust you.
So, sit back and relax. I’ll cut you loose when I think it’s alright to do so.”
“You ****! You can and go ******* and…”
I tuned him out as I walked away.
“Hey! I want to talk to that Deputy, man! He’s the law here, not you! Why are you playing cop for anyway?”
Good question, I thought. Why wasn’t Jimmy do his “Law & Order” shtick.
Better question: Why was I bothering? Did I really care if they killed each other? They were dead anyhow, what did it matter to me how they died?
Because it was the right thing to do, you idiot!
I hated arguing with a know it all!
And perhaps the door might give another option to them just dying in here.
As I walked back over to Samantha’s SUV, I could see the others giving me the eye wondering what I was up too.
I saw Matt was talking to Samantha, who was sitting on the tailgate of the SUV. Apparently, he had given her something to clean up with and a t-shirt. Red was back with her husband.
As I walked up, Matt turned to me and said; “She’s still in shock. Go easy on her.” And with that he turned to walk away.
I grabbed his arm and asked; “Why am I doing this and not Jimmy? I thought he wanted to be in charge and he’s the closet thing to a cop we have.”
Matt looked over to his truck where Jimmy was sitting.
“Look, when you went postal on Jimmy and he, well, wet his pants like he did, the others kinda…”
“Go on.”
“The others think he just a coward. But he’s not. He really is a good guy. I don’t know why he’s acting this way.”
“Probably, because he is a coward. There could be a ton of reasons. But you know what Matt? I don‘t really care. There’s only the seven of you people and one of you is a killer.”
I looked up at the dark ceiling wondering what to do and said a small prayer for guidance.
Because, I had no idea what to do about this.
“Listen, can we talk for a moment, Nathan?”
“About what?”
“This situation we find ourselves in.”
stjwelding
Inactive
HuntingWolf Thank you for the new chapter, glad that life is starting to give you a brake. Thanks again for your time and for sharing your story with us.
Wayne
Wayne
sssarawolf
We're just plugging along.
Thank you for the chapter.
HuntingWolf
Membership Revoked
Sorry, but the story is being pulled.
I will no longer be part of TB2K as it is now okay for members to call for the killing of hunters.
I will no longer be part of TB2K as it is now okay for members to call for the killing of hunters.
stjwelding
Inactive
Would you please explane what you mean?
Wayne
http://www.timebomb2000.com/vb/showthread.php?439169-Lion-hunter-becomes-the-hunted-in-barrage-of-criticism
HuntingWolf, don't bug out because of a few morons. There are some in every crowd, if you leave......they win. Dennis tries to allow all points of view, agreeable or not.
HuntingWolf
Membership Revoked
No. I draw the line with allowing people to say that hunters should be killed. We wouldn't allow it if the subject were Mormons, Jews, or Christians, but hunters are okay.
Dennis doesn't allow all points of view on everything.
Follow my story here :http://www.assaultweb.net/forums/showthread.php?t=147573
Roger that.
stjwelding
Inactive
HuntingWolf I hope that you change your mind, you will be missed greatly by many if you do leave. If you do and re-post this story someplace else please e-mail me or PM me with the address thanks. From what I gleaned from reading all of the Posts to date, there is a very small percentage of TB2k'ers that believe there is any thing wrong with hunting game for food or for control of population of a specs in fact the numbers show that most that have posted support hunting. As far as those that think that it would be a good thing to hunt the hunter they have chosen a path that will not end well for them.
Wayne
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stjwelding
Inactive
HuntingWolf
Membership Revoked
Since I am close to finishing this I will.
But I won't do my next one here.
Thank you all. I should have another chapter up this week.
But I won't do my next one here.
Thank you all. I should have another chapter up this week.
sssarawolf
We're just plugging along.
Yes please don't leave Huntingwolf. Some things I just dont read I guess.So I didnt know what was going on either. Dont let them win.
Catshooter
Contributing Member
Well HuntingWolf, I think that is a class solution you're implementing. And thanks for finishing your story. I'm enjoying it and would love to see it's end.
Cat
Cat
HuntingWolf
Membership Revoked
CHAPTER 13
OF
THE TUNNEL
OF
THE TUNNEL
“And that would be what? You want food or water? I told you there isn’t enough to go around.”
“No, not that.” I watched as he pulled his wallet out and took out a photo.
He held it up to the light so I could see it.
It was a picture of Matt and his family.
“I need to go.” he said silently. “I need to get to my family.”
I looked at the picture. I didn’t really want to. A somewhat plump brunette with two boys.
I wasn’t sure that Matt realized that they were probably already dead.
If their home didn’t have a basement, like most homes in this state, I doubt they’d survive. I also doubted that the wife even knew how to survive a nuke.
I looked at Matt face and saw the sadness.
Great, just great.
“How?”
Matt looked confused for a moment.
“I think that I could dig my way out of here?” Pointing to the end of the tunnel.
“What about radiation?”
He shrugged. “I really don’t care, I need to be with them.”
“Well, I care if you increase the radiation leaking into this tunnel or bring in fallout by digging through that debris.”
“I have to do something, Nathan. I can’t stay here. What’s the use? Stay here and starve or die of thirst? I‘d rather take my chances out there.”
I looked at Matt and could see that he meant it. I don’t blame him, I’d rather die outside that rot away in here.
Also, I was kind of proud of the guy. To willing sacrifice himself for his wife and kids, even with little hope of ever getting to them.
Matt might be a follower, but at least he was a man.
I did some quick calculations in my head.
There was no way to save these people if they stayed here. The math was too solid to even try to dispute.
But…
“Matt, give me an hour to run some numbers. I might be able to make the odds better for you.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, just give me some time and I’ll get back to you.”
“That would be great, Nathan! Thanks!”
“Matt, one thing.”
“What?”
“Get these bodies out of here. Their going to start to bloat and then pop. You’re going to regret it, believe me. You and Jimmy get them in that SUV with Rebecca’s sister and drive it over to where than van was.”
“Okay, I’ll get it done. I don’t want to but, I’ll do it.”
“Good, go through that SUV and take anything you can get out of it. I don’t care if it’s an empty juice carton, just clean it out and bring it back here.”
“Sure, but what about Rebecca?”
“Take her over to the old man’s Toyota. She can stay there for now.”
“Alright.”
“And keep an eye on those two over by the truck. Their part of a home invasion crew. Don’t go near them and don’t trust them for an instant.”
I turned and walked back towards my truck.
“Hey! What do you mean part of?”
“I’ll explained later, just go and get to work.”
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I was sitting in the Ford going over some plans I had made.
If the radiation had been at 1000R at the time the nuke had gone off, 24 hours ago, it might be at around 30R by now. Another 24 hours would get it down to 10R an hour. Still very lethal in 30 hours.
But what I really needed was a reading of what the radiation outside truly was.
And that meant, I would need to open that door.
I was praying that it would be a service corridor between the two tunnels. It could be just a storage room, but that didn’t explain the radiation I had detected.
Unless there was a vent that was letting it in.
I prayed that it wasn’t.
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I gave Duke a good rub down.
He was grinning ear from ear.
“You’re my good boy, ain’t you?”
His stubby just went faster.
I knew that what I was going to propose to the others, would more likely than not, kill them all.
It basically came down to three choices.
Die from thirst. Die from radiation. Die from me shooting them.
Hell of a choice.
“Dang, Duke. I think I’m going to suggest what I am just so I don’t have to kill them. I just don’t see any other way out of this. They could possibly find some supplies and shelter outside of here, but I doubt it.”
Duke tilted his head and gave me a concern look. Dobermans were always good at knowing your emotional state and mine was in the gutter right now.
“Yeah, I know. There’s no other choice. Duke. None at all.”
sssarawolf
We're just plugging along.
Thank you for the new chapter 
.
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