Chapter One

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I was on a mission, to sail to England. No American had set foot on the island in almost two decades but I decided it was about time someone did. A sign on the edge of the island read:

Danger Picket's Fort Ahead

And sure enough, a crumbling mess of a fort rose from the mist.

"Is that a fort?" I raised an eyebrow "It doesn't even look up to date."

As I pass I could see soldiers patrolling around the perimeter. I pull out my binoculars to get a better look.

"Are they wearing -" I look harder "Masks?"

I'm suddenly started by the sound of something brushing up against your boat. It was a mask. It was white with big eyes and a forced smile on it. You pick it up out of the water.

"This look's like a woman's mask." You pull out your journal and draw it in.

May 10th, 1964

Today I have discovered what I believe is England. I found a very poorly maintained fort as well as a strange mask. I don't know what is going on here, but I must find out. I heard that after the war England cut itself off from the rest of the World, but I wonder how they are getting along without us.

The rest of the island was mostly cliff based so finding a place to dock was rather difficult. I found a nice spot under a bridge and decided to dock there. I set up a nice little camp with a warm fire and start making myself something to eat.

I had brought enough rations to last me the trip to England, and back but I would need something while I was here. Finding currency would be difficult but I didn't think too much about it.

"The old guide book said that Brits are very hospitable. I hope they have something good to eat. I could really go for a slice of chicken pot pie right about now."

The next morning I began to climb up the cliff. It wasn't an easy task but I didn't think I'd need to worry about getting back down anytime soon. Just as I climb up, I see the ruin that has befallen the Empire. Buildings were near rubble, the grass and weeds were so overgrown that it looked like a jungle.

"Oh dear."

I start making my way over to the buildings. I could hear people talking and I start to move faster.

"People?" I thought to myself "Maybe they can explain what is going on."

I push myself between a narrow alley to see a neon nightmare. Rainbows were painted on everything from street to rooftops, bright lights glared down at me. Televisions were plastered all over the place. Grown adults were playing hopscotch and splashing in puddles. But what was most disturbing was that they were all wearing white masks.

"Remember Uncle Jack say always take your Joy!" it said

I raised my eyebrow. "What is Joy?" I asked myself

My thoughts were interrupted by someone pulling on my jacket.

"'Ello deary."

I looked down to see an old woman smiling up at me. "I've never seen you here before."

"I'm new," I said nervously

"New?! We don't get many new people here!" She said excitedly "Where are you from?"

I became very nervous, "I'm from A-mer-i-ca."

Everything came to a halt. Everyone was staring at me. The old woman let out a blood-curdling scream and I ran down the street.

I was screaming and crying as I ran down the street. "What did I say?!"

Suddenly there was a blue blur and I was knocked out cold.

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