March 22, 2011
We may have waited too long! Day time curfews are popping up in various cities to the north today. The refugees broke past the road blocks following massive mob attacks late last night. They are moving south at a fevered pace. The TV isn’t saying much. It never does. Friends from further north are saying they are watching people being viciously murdered in the streets. The refugee camps are being overrun and panic has entrenched itself.
I don’t have much time to write, but I wanted to get it down before my mind became garbled with too many other thoughts.
We wanted to leave this morning, but were unable to, too many loose ends. This is taking too damn long. Were putting the hurricane shutters up on the windows of the first floor. If we have to stay here longer than we wish, at least it will leave us with a moderately defensible location and keep any vandalism down.
We did a supply inventory a few weeks ago as we regularly do, but it wouldn’t hurt to run through it again.
No more time write.
In the year 2025, the world was reorganizing from a viral outbreak which occured in the spring of 2011. Among the ruins, an account of the first few years was found, recorded mostly in ink on paper and digital photos stored on scan-disks. This is that story.
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