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The Chronicles of the Red Sun
Today is December 11th, it is 8:14am EST and pushing 110 degrees Fahrenheit. It has been two weeks since the second sun appeared in our sky as a
Jupiter-sized, red colored dot. It has been eleven days since it "blew up" to it's current size. It has been five days since my only friends left
town. That was the last that I officially heard anything from them. My phone has no minutes, and I have no money to put any on. I wonder how they
thought the were going to contact me to let me know they are alright. It kind of angers me to the point where I am starting to think that they don't
even care about me. I just need someone to comfort me and tell me that everything is going to be okay. The only voices I hear these days are from
the TV or from my screaming daughter. My mind is starting to get very hazy, almost as if I have been drinking some of that cheap drugstore wine.
This heat is starting to take a toll on me. The uncertainty that this second sun brings hangs so heavily in the air and doesn't help my current
mindset one bit.
Last night, President Warner declared the "heat wave" a national emergency because of the amount of people that are out of work due to this strange
widespread fatigue. Also, there is a looming energy crisis due to the extra amounts of resources that are being used to keep the country's
infrastructure in operation, thanks to the intense heat. There was talk of water rationing and market collapse due to the halt in the import/export
department. This is getting far more serious than I wanted to let myself believe. I have nothing and no one to help me get through this. The odd
thing is, the more that thought crosses my mind, the more that it seems....okay? The thought of death is starting to seem more and more comforting as
the days pass. The last thing I want to do is give up, it is in our nature to survive any hardship, no matter what the cost. This may sound sick,
but if it comes down to it, I hope Marcy passes before I do. I just want to be there with her to comfort her. The though of dying first and having
her lay in her crib for hours or even days just to die alone absolutely nauseates me. But that won't happen, happy thoughts, happy thoughts.
The news just reported on a strange smell that is being reported all over the globe. People are comparing it to sulfur. I haven't smelled anything
out here, but I guess it is causing some concern in certain areas of the world. There is a group of people in Canada on TV just now that said that
they are going underground tomorrow morning. They renovated a large, red-scare era bomb shelter back in 2008 during the preparation for the
cataclysms that were supposed to take place in the year 2012. In this shelter exists a multi-room complex, complete with tunnels and their own oxygen
supply and water purification system. They have the capability to raise small livestock, and grow certain vegetables. They seemed very smart. They
will definitely survive, maybe. No one knows what this sun will bring. Michio Kaku was on TV last night and he stated that since this thing has
mass, it probably has satellites...which means there is a potential for a collision with Earth. He also stated that we should prepare for
earthquakes, even in areas where earthquakes have never occurred before. There was a lot more said, but too much to put down on paper right now. It
was all doom and gloom that made complete sense, let's just leave it at that.
I am going to start processing my little harvest from a few days ago. That should keep me busy. Marcy has been sleeping a little better since
yesterday. She doesn't wake up as often, which kind of alarms me now. I find myself checking up on her every five minutes just to make sure she is
okay. She looks a little more peaceful as well, but she is still miserable overall. I really do not have much else to say or report on, so I am
going to cut this short. Writing my thoughts out over the last two weeks has definitely lifted some of the strain. I can't imagine where I would be
right now if I did not pick up this pad and paper when I did......
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