Spirit Harvester

I should mention the date. The attack happened on 16 April. Today is 23 of May. A little more than a month has passed.

But everyone is gone. Do I have to count? It could be done with the phones. I won’t bother looking at the date.

Hello, this is Clive Belmont. I am departing from the capital today to head south. I want to see the sea. I am taking a bike and a few necessities with me.

My partner is my dog Hazel whom I found on the way to the capital. She really is smart. Always helping me and looking out for me.

It's May. Normally it should be summer. But since the war, the climate has changed.

Seasons are almost nonexistent. Summer and winter are all we have left. But for these two months we get a temperate spring like season.

It isn't hot or cold during the day. But it gets cold at night.

I have already left the city and I am currently passing through the grasslands.

Hazel is with me. I have attached a carrier to the side of the bike. She is sitting there.

I think with this speed, I can reach the sea in 4 days.

This country is quite big.

I have been unable to concentrate. I am driving in a daze. If not for Hazel, I would have crashed already. Hazel is barking at time to keep me focused on the road.

It’s dangerous to drive like this. I stop the bike and get off.

I am currently a little away from my town Daedalus.

I should make a stop at that town.

Even if I am like this I should say one last goodbye to that town.

Still, I really can't think of anything that could even remotely be called as having fun or fun memories.

I look at Hazel who is standing beside me.

Thinking back, this is a little away from the place where we first met.

I think we should pay a respect to her previous master.

I ask her, "Should we go and pay our respects to your owner?"

I don't know if I am right or not but she nodded in disagreement.

"What? Don't want to?"

She nodded again.

Probably doesn't want to remember her owner. By the way, I am not her owner. She is my partner. I listen to her and she listens to me.

This is supposed to be a slow life story.

But the pace is a little too slow.

The author has lost his drive.

I say this cheer the author. I cheer for an imaginary character in my head. I have my own views on life and existence but that can wait.

I am thinking of just sleeping.

A good nights sleep will help me clear my mind.

I get on my bike as I am only a few hours away from Daedalus.

So I step on the gas. I can't abandon her. I mean, in this whole wide world, the only human who is me should have a companion.

She is doing a splendid job.

I drive straight and fast. We reach Daedalus by evening.

I still have my apartment key with me.

I didn't check it out last time.

So I have to check whether that is still in one piece or not.

I drive straight to my apartment.

The road is perfectly clear. No debris and dead bodies found.

And I look at a building. Only 4 storey high.

I lived on the third floor.

The building is standing. Probably because the entire building was empty.

That's a relief.

"Let's go, Hazel." I tell her.

I parked the bike in the garage and went upstairs to my room.

I open the door and find my old room.

"Home Sweet Home." I say in a loud tone.

But this town is a total ghost town.

My voice echoed.

"Well how about that?" I look at Hazel who was looking at me.

"How about it? A bath." I say.

She wagged her tail. She probably likes to take a bath.

I have seen her play in water before.

I close the door and went to take a bath.

I washed myself nice and clean. This constant traveling has made me tired.

Hazel is also with me. We both soaked in the tub.

I heard it is dangerous to have your pet in the tub.

But Hazel is perfectly fine with that.

Her brown fur which is usually smooth and fluffy is now dripping wet.

I can't wait to see her after her bath.

Wait! Why am I acting like this? Is this the excitement of having a pet? Wait, I don’t see her as a pet. She has her own will. I respect that.

Anyway, I will say that I don’t see her as a pet.

No matter what anyone says, I am grateful to her. She is an indispensable part of my life.

After the bath, I dry her with a blow dryer.

She is looking good. Her fur is smooth and nice to touch and is really soft.

I made dinner and we ate. Then it's time for bed.

It's only 9'o clock but I don't have anything to do.

"How about we sleep?" I say to her.

She also nodded and went in the bed.

I lie down and turn off the light.

It wouldn't hurt to sleep a little more.

So I decide to sleep and I think I will stay here for a while.

With this I fall into a deep slumber.