My sanctuary.My Prison.
Its a place filled with cans,littered with empty water bottles,and ANYTHING else I can find,or carry to survive. You would be surprised at what one
man can have.Need to write in my Journal more. Hell,I have the time... Can't keep the generator running too long.They will hear me. Be surprised what
one man could accomplish in a day though. Found three boxes of unopened crackers,and some more Toilet Paper.God,I hate this life.......
Last 2 days were hell. Those "machines" leveled 4 buildings up the street. They are destroying everything.Ran into a lady,who asked to come with me. I
ignored her,as i dashed through the alleyway to get back to my home......Yeah,my home.Home used to be this house on Van Barren street.You know,picket
fence,beautiful lawn.Now home is below a parking structure.I was lucky to remember this place. At 19 years old,I helped make the structure. Owner was
insistent on having his own Personal garage,in a garage.Never thought this would be home.Saw the damn hostiles once again...I so want to see them up
close,but that will only leave me dead.I want to kill one.I want to kill them all.
I don't know why I even write in this thing. Sanity,I guess.I miss Molly.God,I miss her. I miss her touch,her smell.I know shes dead. The first wave
struck,and NO country was prepared.Molly screaming on the top of her lungs to look at the TV. Hell,I was looking out the window! So many.Then the
power went down.Don't know,but I would think that the Satellites in orbit,were destroyed at the same time. regardless,deaf, blind, and hopelessly
unprepared.EVERYONE looking to get out.#,I hear something.......
Poor kid... I had to put him down. He trailed all the way into the parking structure.Must have heard the damn Generator. Stupid!! Top it off,I think
those "things" are looking for survivors now. They didn't care about just killing everything in sight,now they are out to get anything else,that
moves.Seen enough movies,but this aint one.Molly would have opened the door. Molly would have been kind.Dammit,what the hell should I have done??
Saw it. Saw it yesterday,saw it today. Creepy thing. Looks just like us,but thin. Really thin. Had some sort of mask,suit,and was going up the exit.I
followed up the stairs.Thank God I wasn't running that Generator! Crept up 2 flights,and saw him go up to the top level.Ship was small,maybe a
scout,or a fighter. Don't know,don't care.Going to set up some sort of trap,in case it shows up again.What the hell am I thinking??
Getting harder to breath...Thought it was the Gen,but its the air.What the Hell are they doing to the air?
Driscos surplus is 1/2 a mile up,gonna try to get a gas mask,if its still there..... Don't know how long im gonna survive.
Jesus,this thing is powerful.I hammered 2 rounds into its legs.Dragged it all the way down the stairs.Had to pound on him for 10 minutes. Traps didn't
work.Damn thing was smart.Air is better,but I swear the mask doesn't help.Thing is in pain. I have questions,and have been asking them. It sounds
intelligent,but cant make out a thing it says.Gibberish.Gonna pull of his mask.Before that though,Im going to drink. Found some whiskey in a
limo.Molly would be laughing....or crying.
It has wings,or should I say,It had wings! I took the whole suit off.Soon as I took that mask off,it died! Almost broke its restraints! I'm going
crazy...Thing looked like an Angel,Like in the Bible..# you not! Hair of gold...wings... I have to get out of here. That ship is on top of the
structure. I had to know though. I had to know what killed my life,my World,my Molly.....Gonna try heading out at night.Thought about the ship,but I
don't know anything about flying.....Got to survive.They will be back for their own...............
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