Episode 2
The poor do not understand anything that happens. My wife begs me not to leave, have much fear of what might happen to me, and prefers to be consumed without food before losing me.
She can not move, you are in a wheelchair and needs someone to push, help you join if you want sit elsewhere and can barely stand up.
We have rationed the food to the absolute limits but runs out.
There is no catastrophic speculations in the media.
They have been controlled by the Government and the army takes care to follow the necessary guidelines do not panic.
We control everything, supermarkets, communications, some roads cleaned by removing thousands of trees to prevent the passage of trucks with supplies.
There are cabinets crisis everywhere who strive to tackle the environmental catastrophe involving the loss of forests.
They do not tell us what will happen in the jungles of the Amazon and the like that are the lungs of the planet.
Terror is generally the army circulates through the streets of Madrid and tries to control that no looting or riots .
I'm in the street and the view is bleak. Nowhere is a tree not be down having crushed cars, structures, roofs and causing countless casualties among unsuspecting pedestrians.
No bodies, have been withdrawing in the absence of physical danger of landslides, I am not standing tree, and there more than danger of epidemics.
Nothing is said the number of casualties among the population they do not want to panic even greater than it already is.
Where do I go ?, I think the best approach to any known supermarkets.
The first is open in police custody, an endless line of people throng to go coming in.
The line of people goes around the entire block, and large posters announcing that must be the ID of the relatives or units who live in one floor to deliver foods that are logically and rationed.
The order exists, at least for now, and that reassures me.
I call my wife on the phone and tell him what I've seen, I tell him to stay quiet, I'll take a long because I have to wait in line, and that all is well as take the DNI yours and mine.
He tells me not to worry about it, it's OK, and wait all it takes.
With patience I get in the row, pull my kindle and start reading trying to calm my spirits.
No whether to buy food Gatufo have to carry a document proving their identity and living with us.
If I can not have to share with ours, not there will be a problem.
In the row I notice that there are all kinds of people, seniors, young men and women sometimes in pairs, almost everyone is silent or try to hear news on the radio.
The police and army have imposed a great respect, the order is saved and there is, to my knowledge any kind of tumult.
When panic started if there was, then European governments were taking joint actions and order was recovered in the streets.
Now people quiet and whispers whispered the latest news that usually never be true.
Come filtered by governments and actually say nothing about what is happening.
How far the plague of "áboles and bushes fallen" comes?. It is not said, they have found a remedy or explanation ?. It also discussed.
Only regional or national news is given, what happens in European countries who suffer the same consequences and take similar measures as us.
There is a large cabinet crisis in Brussels, which dictates the rules of what needs to be done in different EU countries.
Nothing is said or says, secrecy is total.
It is quite possible that a general attempt to stampede does not occur, fleeing the devastated areas of the European continent and marching by air or any other means of transport to areas that have been spared the tragedy of trees.
There will be no ?, I wonder, or this is absolutely global.
I do not know, no one around me knows that, but imagine or desire think not, the consequences would be too horrible at short notice.
We do not see anyone come out, they will at the other door, that way we do not know what they take.
Presumably as they pass
the first row supplies are They are ending. No one can control stocks if they do not know how many people will go to buy them.
I've a list of what we need, always have been before and now with more reason.
The review mentally to not think about anything else.
I try not to talk with anyone and hear what others comment.
Fear is what let understand all conversations. There is no possible explanation for what is happening, and the spectacle of all the trees that were in the walk, lying on the ground is not a reassuring image.
Han section which was in the driveway but almost no cars. People begin to save fuel for fear of what is to come. And that's the big question we all ask, when will this stop ?, we will see in a month or even next week ?. It will all like, controlled, or we'll be in chaos ?.
I prefer not to speculate in my head but it's inevitable. When under Guadia apocalyptic thoughts come to my mind and drew up plans to deal with the catastrophe.
I can not think of anything, I have no car, my wife is almost incapacitated, can not walk, barely sit up, where I or I do if all gets worse?. Again I say to myself, better not think about it, lives today faces today what you have to do tomorrow is another day with other problems that have to be solved.
That's it, no more, many plans you want to do forever another reality is different from what has been thought or expected.
The entrance door is still closer, I look at the clock, the time has passed ?. Two hours, has not been too and I even thought it would be more.
It's a bad sign, I think again helplessly, is a clear proof that the food run out and people take less because hardly can be anything.
Hush, do not think me tell you, you've begun again to assume the worst.
But it is true, check it as I enter, the shelves are almost empty, and as I get to where they collect notes of what we want to take van crossing more half of what I had written.
I bring rice, some milk, beans, pasta, soap, eggs, and little else.
No vegetables, no fruit, no fish, no meat, no cheese, barely oil or sugar, I get a bottle and a kilo only, nor are potatoes, total not know how we will arrange for a week.
It's what they tell me, I sealed a role in specifying what I wear, date, and my next supply can do it in a week. He is recorded in the computer and say clearly "do not try to go to another supermarket" as it is forbidden by a recent law.
If I try to do so they can stop and no longer give me more supplies. I'm overwhelmed, this is much worse than I thought it is not surprising that we leave for another heavily guarded door and tell us that not we comment anything to anyone about everything we've been told.
The people waiting outside could mutiny and could cause an uproar, but it's there and thanks to the ration to reach the most people.
I also begin to feel fear, fear of what is to come and a cold sweat starts streaming from my forehead.
I am going to give Gatufo, rice ?, some sausage, cooked ham that he likes, but is a product expires, then ?.
Before I head out to one of the managers to distribute what they have adjusted and ask if they have food cat.
I feel relieved when I said yes to teach primer pussycat, the look, the seals, and leaves.
It comes with a bag of food, not too big, and some cans.
For a week, I said before can not come so ration the cat everything I can.
Gatufo is saved, relief and I calm, at least the cat will eat and good news.
In silence I leave the supermarket and trying to almost hide the products will watching either side fearful that can steal me.
What can I do if that happens?
The fear is chewed between those who hope to enter the supermarket, talking softly we do not want to unnerve the soldiers or police watching us with perverse face and guard the line.
We do not see anyone come out, they will at the other door, that way we do not know what they take.
It is assumed that as they pass
the first row supplies will running out. No one can control stocks if they do not know how many people will go to buy them.
I've a list of what we need, always have been before and now with more reason.
The review mentally to not think about anything else.
I try not to talk with anyone and hear what others comment.
Fear is what let understand all conversations. There is no possible explanation for what is happening, and the spectacle of all the trees that were in the walk, lying on the ground is not a reassuring image.
Han section which was in the driveway but almost no cars. People begin to save fuel for fear of what is to come. And that's the big question we all ask, when will this stop ?, we will see in a month or even next week ?. It will all like, controlled, or we'll be in chaos ?. I prefer not to speculate in my head but it's inevitable. When under guard apocalyptic thoughts come to my mind and drew up plans to deal with the catastrophe.
I can not think of anything, I have no car, my wife is almost incapacitated, can not walk, barely sit up, where I'm going or I do if all gets worse?. Again I say to myself, better not think about it, lives today faces today what you have to do tomorrow is another day with other problems that have to be solved.
That's it, no more, many plans you want to do forever another reality is different from what has been thought or expected.
The entrance door is still closer, I look at the clock, the time has passed ?. Two hours, has not been too and I even thought it would be more.
It's a bad sign, I think again helplessly, is a clear proof that the food run out and people take less because hardly can be anything.
Hush, do not think me tell you, you've begun again to assume the worst.
But it is true, check it as I enter, the shelves are almost empty, and as I get to where they collect notes of what we want to take van crossing more half of what I had written.
I bring rice, some milk, beans, pasta, soap, eggs, and little else.
No vegetables, no fruit, no fish, no meat, no cheese, barely oil or sugar, I get a bottle and a kilo only, nor are potatoes, total not know how we will arrange for a week.
It's what they tell me, I sealed a role in specifying what I wear, date, and my next supply can do it in a week. He is recorded in the computer and say clearly "do not try to go to another supermarket" as it is forbidden by a recent law.
If I try to do so they can stop and no longer give me more supplies. I'm overwhelmed, this is much worse than I thought it is not surprising that we leave for another heavily guarded door and tell us that not we comment anything to anyone about everything we've been told.
The people waiting outside could mutiny and could cause an uproar, but it's there and thanks to the ration to reach the most people.
I also begin to feel fear, fear of what is to come and a cold sweat starts streaming from my forehead.
I am going to give Gatufo, rice ?, some sausage, cooked ham that he likes, but is a product expires, then ?.
Before I head out to one of the managers to distribute what they have adjusted and ask if they have food cat.
I feel relieved when I said yes to teach primer pussycat, the look, the seals, and leaves.
It comes with a bag of food, not too big, and some cans.
For a week, I said before can not come so ration the cat everything I can.
Gatufo is saved, relief and I calm, at least the cat will eat and good news.
In silence I leave the supermarket and trying to almost hide the products will watching either side fearing that they may rob me.
What I can do if that happens.
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