My Purge, pt. 1_(0)

The day was finally here, finally! We’ve been waiting and excited, planning this for the past year. Finally, the Purge was here.

The home we bought the day after the Purge last year has been fortified and modified. The upstairs had metal 8 inches from the drywall, cubbies built into the metal against the wall, and filled with water to stop any fires that might be started against the house. A gravity fed fire suppression system, gotta love it.

The floor had been torn up and drainage put into it. When we poured the new concrete we made sure to put angles into it to drain properly. Cells were placed on the wall facing the street in the basement. The main area had our hooks and tables placed in it, a St. Andrews cross built into the wall. This year would be truly relaxing and purifying.

Around 6 we headed out, 3 of us in our van. The cheap panels had been pulled off the van and steel plating had been welded onto the frame. No rounds can punch through this beast. We certainly made sure the engine was protected, saw a dumbass last year who drove into a gang and ended up with his engine shot to shit. He was pulled out of the car and beaten to death with baseball bats. Idiot.

Anyway, we were heading to the 3 homes we had chosen over the previous year, females that had raised our ire or just caught our eye and then screened down to our selections. We sit outside of the first house for about 4 minutes before we hear the announcement on the radio.

“This is not a test. This is your emergency broadcast system announcing the commencement of the Annual Purge sanctioned by the U.S. Government. Weapons of class 4 and lower have been authorized for use during the Purge. All other weapons are restricted. Government officials of ranking 10 have been granted immunity from the Purge and shall not be harmed. Commencing at the siren, any and all crime, including murder, will be legal for 12 continuous hours. Police, fire, and emergency medical services will be unavailable until tomorrow morning until 7 a.m., when The Purge concludes. Blessed be our New Founding Fathers and America, a nation reborn. May God be with you all.”

Mmmm, 1900 couldn’t come soon enough. We pulled up to the front door quietly, checked our corners one last time and slipped out of the van. AR’s held tight to our bodies in the down ready position, hustling to the door.