Here I sit, chewing slowly on some freeze-dried bananas I found in one of the many kitchen drawers. It has been about a day since my mother launched the typhus duster. A day since she died. A day since I did many things I couldn't dream of doing now. I have run out of tears already though. The only thing I think about now is why my mother didn't follow me into the vault.
Maybe this was a conspiracy that my father formed that didn't allow her to follow me. I even have a suspicion as to why that would've happened. When I saw my father slit those sick people's wrists, it occurred to me that maybe he was trying to save them. But also effectively killing them and everyone else in the legions.
Maybe he was a mass murderer in disguise. Killing for the thrill of it. I really doubt that though. Because I'm still here. And as far as I know, I am the only person, or living being, for that matter, alive right now.
Maybe there are others, but maybe not. I was worried that I was actually the last person on Earth. i didn't think that I would be able to survive knowing that. I decided that I would sleep on it.
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I am very bored. I am lying here on the single, solitary bunk in one of the many rooms. It is stone cold and hard as a rock; there is no mattress. But maybe there is in one of the many unexplored closets. There's bound to be one. But there is a question that has been irking me ever since I got in this awful place. Why is it so big?
I explore the closets, day by day, one by one. The only thing I have to help me are the numbers printed on little plaques above the doorknob. Since they're here, they must be a part of this "plan". They're probably not a sufficient part of whatever plan, but that just goes to show what I know. But for whatever reason, hopefully, soon I'll find out.
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uh, so yeah. this is an update. PLEASE REMEMBER THAT THIS WAS MY FIRST ATTEMPT AT WRITING EVER. This was actually two chapters put together... soooo;) if you all dont like this then dont hesitate to tell me to take this story down. Fr doe. Lol. Ill stop talking now..
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Fiksi Ilmiah"You abandoned me.." Marcus is an ordinary boy, with an ordinary life. Until one day his father carries out a plot to destroy the world. Leaving Marcus as the only survivor... or so he thought
