I doubt Alex is coming back. I feel bad about stealing his food but this is about survival. Perhaps I'd feel better if he did come back and killed me for it, I don't know. I never realised how much he knew about history. He has a hidden back room that's full of datapads and different objects that look like the journal I found. They are different sizes and colours. I only found the room because the door was open. I worked out that he uses a data pad to control the lock but the control is password encrypted. I can't close or barricade the door properly when the raiders appear and I'm always scared they will find this room. They never do but I don't want them to find it because I'm scared they will take the datapads for parts and destroy the journals. If I can work out the password then I can study in peace. I need that password.
Tuesday, December 25
December 25. 2351
Some research has uncovered a significance of the day. It seems December
25th was a public holiday of some sort. I've been reading bits of the 300 year
old journal I found. I can’t read it all in one go though. Looting parties have
been appearing at least 4 times a day. No doubt attracted to the house for
possible food or supplies that they can get. Lucky I got here first and hid
them for myself. I have enough food to last me 2 weeks. Then I need to do some
more looting of my own. I hate this. Every day I wake up I wish it was just a
bad dream. But it's not. It's a nightmare that never ends. Sometimes I almost
want to shout to the raiders so that they kill me for the stuff I have, but I
don't.
I doubt Alex is coming back. I feel bad about stealing his food but this is about survival. Perhaps I'd feel better if he did come back and killed me for it, I don't know. I never realised how much he knew about history. He has a hidden back room that's full of datapads and different objects that look like the journal I found. They are different sizes and colours. I only found the room because the door was open. I worked out that he uses a data pad to control the lock but the control is password encrypted. I can't close or barricade the door properly when the raiders appear and I'm always scared they will find this room. They never do but I don't want them to find it because I'm scared they will take the datapads for parts and destroy the journals. If I can work out the password then I can study in peace. I need that password.
I doubt Alex is coming back. I feel bad about stealing his food but this is about survival. Perhaps I'd feel better if he did come back and killed me for it, I don't know. I never realised how much he knew about history. He has a hidden back room that's full of datapads and different objects that look like the journal I found. They are different sizes and colours. I only found the room because the door was open. I worked out that he uses a data pad to control the lock but the control is password encrypted. I can't close or barricade the door properly when the raiders appear and I'm always scared they will find this room. They never do but I don't want them to find it because I'm scared they will take the datapads for parts and destroy the journals. If I can work out the password then I can study in peace. I need that password.
Saturday, December 22
December 22. 2351
It took four days of searching but I found a portable power unit. I also
found an old journal that I mistook for a datapad before I picked it up. This
thing is really old. At least 300 years old.
I had to loot nearby houses for supplies. I didn't realise my neighbour Alex was such a history expert. I don’t know where he went but he's not here. If he isn't looting then he is probably dead. I've been looking over his pads on this old junk that he has been collecting and I realise if this record of humanity is going to be seen by the people of the future then I am going to have to explain what everything normal is so that they understand. I mean this journal I found, I have no idea how it was made. The outside is black, it seems to have been stuck together at one end on the inside by adhesive I guess, the inside has lots of bits of yellow things and the weird thing is there is writing on it like you get on a datapad but there are no minikeys anywhere on this thing. According to Alex the writings were made by hand using an implement that had ink on it, or in it, I don't know and that's my point. I can read and understand this journal so that means this person is part of my history but I have no clue about the things from her time. I'm so confused.
I had to loot nearby houses for supplies. I didn't realise my neighbour Alex was such a history expert. I don’t know where he went but he's not here. If he isn't looting then he is probably dead. I've been looking over his pads on this old junk that he has been collecting and I realise if this record of humanity is going to be seen by the people of the future then I am going to have to explain what everything normal is so that they understand. I mean this journal I found, I have no idea how it was made. The outside is black, it seems to have been stuck together at one end on the inside by adhesive I guess, the inside has lots of bits of yellow things and the weird thing is there is writing on it like you get on a datapad but there are no minikeys anywhere on this thing. According to Alex the writings were made by hand using an implement that had ink on it, or in it, I don't know and that's my point. I can read and understand this journal so that means this person is part of my history but I have no clue about the things from her time. I'm so confused.
Wednesday, December 19
December 19, 2351
I don't know why I am writing this. Perhaps it is to try and understand what has happened, try to make sense of it all. All I know is this: the world has ended. I don't know who will read this. I doubt anyone will. All I can do is try to keep some kind of record in case humanity survives so that this mistake won't happen again.
Who am I kidding? It will happen again. I'm just trying to ignore the pain.
It all boils down to this. The government has failed. It is no more. And the sickest joke is that we all did it. It was inevitable. The people destroyed the republic. The looting is still going on. Hell, I joined in for the first week or so. What the hell was I thinking? World leaders are in hiding and I can't say I blame them. Anyone found to be part of the "old way" as it's now called is killed. Perhaps I'm not writing this to record the end of civilisation. Perhaps I'm looking for forgiveness.
Ironic that. There was no forgiveness in the old way. Now that I think about it there wasn't a lot of anything in the old way. Sure there were possessions, but there was never any sense that anything was permanent. Failure was met with swift punishment to all tools. Computers, monitors, datapads, droids, cars, clothes, you name it. So much as a rip, slip or minor error and straight off to the recycling plant with that and lets get an upgrade.
Everything was so fucking upgradable, it's surprising that people weren't upgradable as well. Well anyone that had a job was. Don't suppose there will be any jobs left now. What the hell have we done?
Who am I kidding? It will happen again. I'm just trying to ignore the pain.
It all boils down to this. The government has failed. It is no more. And the sickest joke is that we all did it. It was inevitable. The people destroyed the republic. The looting is still going on. Hell, I joined in for the first week or so. What the hell was I thinking? World leaders are in hiding and I can't say I blame them. Anyone found to be part of the "old way" as it's now called is killed. Perhaps I'm not writing this to record the end of civilisation. Perhaps I'm looking for forgiveness.
Ironic that. There was no forgiveness in the old way. Now that I think about it there wasn't a lot of anything in the old way. Sure there were possessions, but there was never any sense that anything was permanent. Failure was met with swift punishment to all tools. Computers, monitors, datapads, droids, cars, clothes, you name it. So much as a rip, slip or minor error and straight off to the recycling plant with that and lets get an upgrade.
Everything was so fucking upgradable, it's surprising that people weren't upgradable as well. Well anyone that had a job was. Don't suppose there will be any jobs left now. What the hell have we done?
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