Post by gunnut on Oct 14, 2021 14:08:16 GMT -6
authors note: my first attempt to write in a first person perspective.
Your phone rings, waking you up, as you look at your phone you see that it is just after three in the morning and you don't recognize the number. You think about not answering but decide it might be important. "Hello" you rasp. "Hi, did I wake you?" It's your older brother. "What time is it even?"
"Just after three, what's up?"
"The power is gonna cut out in a bit." Your brother works for the power company.
"That elk ridge fire is going to burn a bunch of power poles. I won't be able to get home for a few hours at least, can you go to my house and make sure we get switched over to the generator and solar? I know Ashlee can do it but with the new baby…" he trails off.
"She could do with the help" you respond "I'm on my way over"
"Thanks again I"
“How long will the power be off?” you interrupt him
“At least three days, maybe a week and that's after the fire is done…”
shouting in the background.
”I’ve got to go” and he hangs up.
You put on your clothes and pick up your pistol from your nightstand checking the cylinder on your pistol before slipping it into the holster already on your belt from yesterday and walk out into the hall. You haven't actually been attacked yet but some people you know have been robbed and these days you can't be too careful the 44 mag might be a bit much but you think a big f*** off pistol on your hip is a pretty good deterrent. You wake up your room mate and tell him the power is going to be out in a few hours. You remind him to switch the freezer and refrigerator over to the solar system when the sun comes up.
You step outside and walk over to your bicycle but then you change your mind. The gas in your pickup truck is at least three months old and you need to start and run it every once in a while to make sure it still runs.
You connect the positive battery cable and start the truck. It runs rough for a little while then evens out. You put turn the lights on put the truck in drive and drive off into the darkness with the dull red glow of the forest fire reflecting off the clouds of smoke to the east making a mockery of a sunrise.
Your phone rings, waking you up, as you look at your phone you see that it is just after three in the morning and you don't recognize the number. You think about not answering but decide it might be important. "Hello" you rasp. "Hi, did I wake you?" It's your older brother. "What time is it even?"
"Just after three, what's up?"
"The power is gonna cut out in a bit." Your brother works for the power company.
"That elk ridge fire is going to burn a bunch of power poles. I won't be able to get home for a few hours at least, can you go to my house and make sure we get switched over to the generator and solar? I know Ashlee can do it but with the new baby…" he trails off.
"She could do with the help" you respond "I'm on my way over"
"Thanks again I"
“How long will the power be off?” you interrupt him
“At least three days, maybe a week and that's after the fire is done…”
shouting in the background.
”I’ve got to go” and he hangs up.
You put on your clothes and pick up your pistol from your nightstand checking the cylinder on your pistol before slipping it into the holster already on your belt from yesterday and walk out into the hall. You haven't actually been attacked yet but some people you know have been robbed and these days you can't be too careful the 44 mag might be a bit much but you think a big f*** off pistol on your hip is a pretty good deterrent. You wake up your room mate and tell him the power is going to be out in a few hours. You remind him to switch the freezer and refrigerator over to the solar system when the sun comes up.
You step outside and walk over to your bicycle but then you change your mind. The gas in your pickup truck is at least three months old and you need to start and run it every once in a while to make sure it still runs.
You connect the positive battery cable and start the truck. It runs rough for a little while then evens out. You put turn the lights on put the truck in drive and drive off into the darkness with the dull red glow of the forest fire reflecting off the clouds of smoke to the east making a mockery of a sunrise.
