It's been a while since i last wrote, uh lets see, last time i wrote it was march, it's december now. Well, things have gotten better since i escaped, the further i go into the wilderness the more mutated creatures I see, I can't believe waht has happened to the world. The cities are empty, there's nothing left for this planet I can see. The radiation levels have gone down for me to still be standing here. The creature, i've started calling it 'the protector', it seems to protect me from the other creatures trying to kill me.
It seems weird to call something i was so scared of a friend i know. But i feel like this is actually trying to help me. Maybe its just gonna kill me in the end, but i'll try to survive as long as I can off the meat it rips off the animals. It tastes odd, it doesn't taste like most meats, from what i remember. The world before this seems so much better from the signs i've seen.
The nearest city seem smiles away, the creatures pursue me more and more. I don' t know how to handle this anymore. Well, the days will go by soon enough, if not then it will be slow as always, I hope the night is as fucking cold as it was last night.
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Fear
RandomA man with amnesia lived five years in a bunker, escapes and is pursued by many creatures, but will his amnesia prove that this is a lie? ((10 part story))
