The book without a name.

Chapter 6: The Motive of Despair

The last weeks have been busy, just in general. Between the quarrel between me and Alodia, the government office being in more panic and disarray than usual, for reasons I'm unsure of, and the tracking down of whoever's stalking me. In the blink of an eye it's now spring, although, there's no difference between this season and fall except the temperature stabilizing. And even that's mild.

There are no flowers, no green leaves, and nothing to harvest. Everything is artificial these days anyway, but the one thing humans couldn't figure out how to replicate was the silkiest flowers. While we do have the seeds to replant the world, scientists still say that the soil would just kill the plants because of how much toxin is in it.

We really are knee deep at this point, ya' know, we probably should've backed out when floods were nearly leveling cities, but no, money just had to be made. I really feel like a hypocrite when thinking about this while swiveling about in my office chair at the government agency. I'm a part of the problem...
!!!
A new message on the Morse code machine, let's see...
"The power just keeps going out, I swear to god that the people who built this damned place were idiots. Who, I mean who would think kidnapping and testing on ONE HUNDRED TWENTY KIDS AND THEIR OFFSPRING WAS A GOOD IDEA!? APPARENTLY NOBODY OUT OF THE 200 PEOPLE WHO WERE RUNNING THIS PLACE FIGURED IT WAS A BAD IDEA!? Anywho, I don't know what's going on with the other subjects, but the people running this place are definitely dead, and I am stranded __ ___ ____ _ _ _ _ _ please help me.

~ Zawisza M."

Suddenly the wind that I had known all my life felt unfamiliar and aggressive. It began to tear away at me when I thought of all the dead kids, all the wilted roses. I began to feel like a flimsy rock, one that would shatter if you hardly tapped it. Trying so hard not to scream and fight all the people behind this, I realized I was cracking. I was showing weakness, the one thing I should never do. At least not in a place like this. Not in a place that once housed the people who did this. Not in a place where I could be seen as a liability and silenced.

I've put three things together, one, the people in charge are not the ones pulling the strings. Hence my boss, even being at the head of this place, checked to see if anyone was watching when he handed me the documents. Two, there are weird anomalies with this place, for instance the office door being rotted out and peeling, and then suddenly not. Like there's a hologram or something, an illusion to keep us complicit. Three, whoever is pulling the strings is watching, watching everything, not just in the office but out. And they have a strange ability to control factors they shouldn't. Things like the weather, and records of Morse code machines, even when most have been decommissioned.

Now... where to go from here. I know that Alodia has some connection to the person lurking in the shadows, however I'm not sure how. I'm sure that the person, whoever they are, knows that I've caught on. Which puts me in a particularly bad position. If they know it wouldn't take much for them to stop me, or put an end to me. What remains to be seen is their motive.

I don't know who they are, so I can't exactly gain an understanding of their background, nor can I see what they're trying to accomplish with these experiments. But... no. They can't possibly be trying to...

Let's check one thing... ages between nine and sixteen. Born between the months of January and April. Now... let's check obituaries for kids born between the years of 30831 and 30824... NO. No, nonononono.
Please... why is she on that list!? OF ALL PEOPLE WHY IS SHE THERE? SHE'S SUPPOSED TO BE ALIVE. It must be a mistake...

Hahaha... I need to pull myself together, I must be tired from not getting enough sleep and seeing things...

They cannot be on that list... Mmmmmm. Let's click on it just to verify it's not real, it can't be.