After the bike was hidden and secured. Sam and Diego set off toward the
cemetery. The 3 miles from the college to the cemetery had taken Diego the
better part of an hour to walk before. Now with the bicycle that time had been
cut by in half. 15 minutes on the bike and another 15 on foot to cover the
distance, the bike being hidden about a mile from the cemetery. As the walk
Diego relates the plan to Sam
Sam and Diego will look for some kind of safe haven, billet or motel for potential
boarding and rest. In the meantime, we’ll try to find a way into the cemetery
and get a closer look at the grounds. As the weekend is approaching, we’ll reserve the weekend for a larger sweep of the neighborhood before asking questions and investigating the surrounding area, using the housing or shelter for a night or two should weather or unforeseen
emergency warrant some kind of hideout.
The Holy Cross Cemetery at the base of the San Bruno Moutains-San Bruno
State Park was once a place that held many a famous body, Joe DiMaggio was buried there, now just another long dead corpse from a bygone era, no one cared anymore.
Diego and Sam emerged near the south east corner of the cemetery. Near an old High school. There are many people living in what looks to be a loose community in the High
School. This may be a great place to stay as it overlooks the cemetery grounds
and you could blend in with the locals as just another transient looking for
Diego and Sam do a real casual walk and look at the cemetery. All the entrances are guarded by at least 2 people. Adults wearing a mix of civilian and survival gear and all armed with rifles The entire cemetery is surrounded by an sections of some old iron bar fence but
mostly newer (maintained) chain link fence. It would be a quick scale of the fence, but you can see that the mortuary has a good view of the grounds. The main building. You may be able
to move relatively undetected, especially at night fairly close to the Mortuary itself.
The cemetery area has been stripped of trees (fuel) but there are many larger markers you
could use as cover moving from one to the other to get a closer look
Sam and Deigo wander to the High School, light smoke billows from several
windows, cookig fires no doubt. The several ragged looking pople wander in and
out. Sam suggests they get a look from the roof, Diego responds that it looks
like a squatter community, they may not blend in with their nicer gear.
“That’s why I brought these,” Sam says unslinging his pack. It takes a few seconds to Sam to take off the canvas pack he has on. Inside he pulls out two ponchos made from bed sheets.
The sheets are brown and stained, and lightly slicked with wax or oil to repel
rain. They are simple, basically just a head hole cut into a sheet from a single
bed. They do well to cover up any nicer clothes Diego and Sam have on letting them blend
better into a ragged looking crowd.
Diego and Sam wander into the High school. No one pays them much attention as
they walk the halls they see most rooms occupied but what they are looking for
is the stairs. Finding a flight they climb to the third floor and make their
way to the side that faces the cemetery. Less rooms are occupied here, as
climbing three flightws of stairs although not strenous, keeps the old and
infirm to the lowest level.
“Sam, stay by the door and let me know if anyone is coming,” Diego says as they
find and enter a vacant classroom. There is nothing left in the classroom
except a few overturned basic desks.
Sam waits by the door as Deigo moves to the broken out large window. The
remains of blinds hang loosely and Diego likes the fact that it will provide
some camoflage to break up his image as he removes his brass collapsable
telescope and scans the cemetery.
Each enterence has gaurds, rifles slung on their backs and a mix of civilian and
military gear. Diego notices now that they have tan armbands on, and some other
tan trim to their gear. Tan patches sewn on hats, tan bands painted around
There is a chain link fence around the whole property. Diego then sees
something he hadn’t noticed before, he spends several minutes watching two more
guard make a loop of the inner property. Deigo thinks he sees an area that is
the least looked at, thet they could have a reasonable chance of getting to the
“But what to do when we get there,” Diego says aloud as he snaps his telescope
shut. “Somebody’s coming,” Sam says as he moves inside whispering loudly
“single guy coming down the hall.”
Diego motions for Sam to move back in the corner of the room on the wall that the door is set in, Diego does likewise in the opposite corner. The only way to be seen would be for the man to walk inside. clump, Clump, CLUMP, came the footsteps. CLUMP, Clump, clump went the footsteps as the man walked down the hallway past the doorway without stopping.
The highschool was a good observation point and a good base of operations. Looked like a good place to squat/camp and blend in. Diego figured they had about an hour left of daylight and another hour of dusk visibility. “Guard the door again Sam,” Diego instructed his assistant as he returned to the window and opened the brass telescope once again. Diego looked to the North were a low mountain called San Bruno rose over the area.
A better place to get a vantage point on the cemetery. It would be a vigorous hike to the ridge, but a great place to observe the cemetery. The mountain was devoid of trees down low, most cut long ago for firewood, but the higher you climbed the trees were sparse and many bushes and scrub would provide cover. Diego scanned with his monocular, seeing many valleys and crevasses that would hide their journey. Far atop the mountain were the remains of radio towers. Most of their red and white paint had weathered off, a few had fallen but two still stood tall.
Diego concocted a plan. “Surveyors!” he said aloud. Sam turned from his observation of the hallway and asked “what?” Diego answered “Sam we are now surveyors, looking into the plausibility of using one of those radio towers again.” He continued, " Even if someone recognises us, it is not unfeasible that we have taken a job from a private firm or the government to hike up there and look over the equipment and stability. Most people at school know me as a radio buff, so they know I posses the skills. Even the hastened departure today can be explained as I have this as a pressing job."
The two move down the stairs and back outside. No one seems to pay them any attention although they pass a few people here and there, most others tend to their own business and outside of a few hasty glances from a few, you feel no one cares you are there.
As they walk Diego goes over their cover story. “I’m looking into the feasibility of turning one of these towers into a mast radiator, remember ‘mast radiator’ that will sound technical enough to keep people who don’t know anything about it from questioning you further. If they DO push further, say that I am the radio expert, that you are just along as protection and company but that it has something to do with getting a tower working as a broadcaster and receiver for a radio station.”
Diego decides he is surveying the area for the community college. “Why not extend the school’s reach, and use radio as that contact point. Radio has the potential to be a powerful force within reaching various people or to those who may not have the means to attend our school. We would not necessarily have to be as sneaky in our surveillance of the area as we would be hidden in plain sight, simply doing research for the college”.
This could serve as fact and fiction. Yes, Diego’s first prerogative is to perform reconnaissance on the cemetery grounds, but there is no reason why the tower could not be used by the community college, albeit for academia or to simply spin a few discs. Diego would love to have an additional mouthpiece, and a radio station with functioning tower would fit the bill to a tee.
Diego all of a sudden got lost from his original plan, thinking of broadcasting his lectures to a broader audience….he’d almost convinced himself that his cover story was actually plausible.