“Memory's are all that matter in the end.”
Weather Forecast: Cloudy, Heavy snow; Possible rain
Location: Near Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Temperature: Hi 10° | Lo -2°
Date: February 10th
Time: 6:34 AM
Location: Near Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Temperature: Hi 10° | Lo -2°
Date: February 10th
Time: 6:34 AM
Diary Entry 1#
It's been so long since I've seen another Human. I can feel my social skills and mind slipping. It's been two months I think. I don't know, I stopped counting the days a long time ago. If someone had told me earlier that I would be one of the last few alive, I would have laughed in their face. The World was once so full, it seemed impossible that so many people would be gone so fast.
They had even ran out of room to bury the dead. The last hospital I went to - after the End - at first I was so confused, there was no one in there. No dead. Not in any of the rooms. The Voices told me they turned into Monsters. I knew they were lying. When I got to the court yard all of the bodies were piled up real high, almost to the top of the building.
We don't know who did it. The Voices are getting scared, but I'm not. No no no. I'll protect them, they can trust me.
There's a girl walking through my town. She's been here for a few hours. The Voices told me she was bad, so I trapped her in the cellar. They want me to kill her. I think I might. They say she's tainted, that she'll try to hurt us. I don't know what to do. I want a friend. Maybe she can be my friend.
In time.
- H. H
It's been so long since I've seen another Human. I can feel my social skills and mind slipping. It's been two months I think. I don't know, I stopped counting the days a long time ago. If someone had told me earlier that I would be one of the last few alive, I would have laughed in their face. The World was once so full, it seemed impossible that so many people would be gone so fast.
They had even ran out of room to bury the dead. The last hospital I went to - after the End - at first I was so confused, there was no one in there. No dead. Not in any of the rooms. The Voices told me they turned into Monsters. I knew they were lying. When I got to the court yard all of the bodies were piled up real high, almost to the top of the building.
We don't know who did it. The Voices are getting scared, but I'm not. No no no. I'll protect them, they can trust me.
There's a girl walking through my town. She's been here for a few hours. The Voices told me she was bad, so I trapped her in the cellar. They want me to kill her. I think I might. They say she's tainted, that she'll try to hurt us. I don't know what to do. I want a friend. Maybe she can be my friend.
In time.
- H. H
The sun would soon begin to peak above the horizon, signalling the start of a new - frigid - day. The wind whipped every which way, throwing around small snowflakes in different directions. The trees shook with the wind, making the forest seem like it was shivering from the cold. The only noise came from the wind.
The high way near the large cluster of trees was littered with unmoving cars and the occasional body that had been picked over by the wild life that has taken over recently, however, what lay within the cars was much worse than what was outside. The rotting bodies of the once sick were locked within. The deceased withering away.
The silence was deafening.
It's been two months since mankind crumbled and the last broadcast, promising hope, stopping airing. Two months since The Virus wrought the world and turned it inside out. Two months since billions died. Two months since the world seemingly ended. Two months. Two months and this is the world we were left with. Because none of them were strong enough to pull through it was now up to us to fix things - to rebuild and start over.
We were left with a rotting, death filled, crazy inhabited wasteland, and told that we had to keep going. It wasn't fair, but this was all we had left. This silence. Our story takes place here, lately, though there are few survivors, there have been rumors of a colony in California. This colony is accumulating survivors, keeping them safe and giving them a place to call home. They want to start over, to rebuild the world.
What we must do is simple. Survive, get to the colony in California, and take as many other survivors with us as we can. We are starting out in Milwaukee, Wisconsin we will make our way to California. Some of us are alone, some of us are not, some may be searching for lost loved ones.
It does not matter, we all must survive, and to do so we need each other.
Soon we will all be united together, a group of able bodies and strong minds. We will get to California, or we will die trying.
Let It Begin...