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Emile Corneau-Dulude
March 18th, 2317. Just another day in the shelter. I woke up on my cold bed, got some breakfast and went to work. It’s a miracle that we were able to keep these farms alive all this time.
March 24th, 2317. We took a count again today. Turns out, we’re getting more and more deaths. We only have a couple of years left in here. At least the decline in population means we don’t have to ration the food.
April 1st, 2317. The taskmaster asked Jen to go fix the air filtration system. The bunker worshipers didn’t agree with that decision. They say the bunker was created by God and that we shouldn’t touch it but, if we don’t, we’ll start breathing radiation.
April 2nd, 2317. Jen was murdered last night. I always said these worshipers would bring nothing but trouble, but no one ever listens to me. I’m just a farmer.
April 5th, 2317. Today would have been my dad’s birthday. I hope he’s in a better place than I am because the world doesn’t seem too good right now. I still don’t know what he meant by symbol of hope … there is no hope.
April 9th, 2317. More murders have been happening and the worshippers don’t seem to be behind them. We need to find the culprits as soon as possible.
April 15th, 2317. The bunker isn’t safe anymore. I don’t have a choice, I need to stock up on supplies and get out there. The radiation might kill me, but if I stay here I’m a dead man anyways. I hope there’s still people on the outside because I won’t survive long on my own.
April 16th, 2317. Im finally outside the #$%^ shelter, for the first time since I was born. I saw it in books and pictures, but the sky looks nothing like those today. There’s more plants in the farm of the shelter than there are out here though. The ground is completely made of sand. It’s cold so I guess the sun has already set. As I start walking through these dark, barren lands, looking at the emptiness of the “new world” around me, I spot a flickering light in the distance. Could that be the symbol of hope my father told me about ?
March 24th, 2317. We took a count again today. Turns out, we’re getting more and more deaths. We only have a couple of years left in here. At least the decline in population means we don’t have to ration the food.
April 1st, 2317. The taskmaster asked Jen to go fix the air filtration system. The bunker worshipers didn’t agree with that decision. They say the bunker was created by God and that we shouldn’t touch it but, if we don’t, we’ll start breathing radiation.
April 2nd, 2317. Jen was murdered last night. I always said these worshipers would bring nothing but trouble, but no one ever listens to me. I’m just a farmer.
April 5th, 2317. Today would have been my dad’s birthday. I hope he’s in a better place than I am because the world doesn’t seem too good right now. I still don’t know what he meant by symbol of hope … there is no hope.
April 9th, 2317. More murders have been happening and the worshippers don’t seem to be behind them. We need to find the culprits as soon as possible.
April 15th, 2317. The bunker isn’t safe anymore. I don’t have a choice, I need to stock up on supplies and get out there. The radiation might kill me, but if I stay here I’m a dead man anyways. I hope there’s still people on the outside because I won’t survive long on my own.
April 16th, 2317. Im finally outside the #$%^ shelter, for the first time since I was born. I saw it in books and pictures, but the sky looks nothing like those today. There’s more plants in the farm of the shelter than there are out here though. The ground is completely made of sand. It’s cold so I guess the sun has already set. As I start walking through these dark, barren lands, looking at the emptiness of the “new world” around me, I spot a flickering light in the distance. Could that be the symbol of hope my father told me about ?