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Log 3-27-27: 3:15 pm
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Log 3-27-27 3:35 pm
I dont know why I am writing this, it feels nice to talk to someone I suppose.
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What am I even supposed to say, I never had a diary before.
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I used to wish I kept one. I don’t remember much about being a kid.
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Me and my family were from upstate Tennessee. Butt hole of the south my dad used to call it. He used Butthole cause my mom hated cussing. We lived in a terrible home, the water didn’t work, and tasted disgusting. Sparks shot from the outlet every time you plugged something in and there was a rooster that lived down the street. He chased me all the time. Asshole.
I miss them.
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Log 3-28-27 8:35 am
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Log 3-28-27 5:00 pm
There was a game I really loved- I still love. An obscure Russian indie game no one has ever heard of. I discovered it like three years ago, and probably put more than a thousand hours playing it.What was really cool about it, so you know plagues right? One happened in a small town and its about going down and discovering what was the cause of it. But like you were susceptible to the plague too, and if you died you lost like something really important but you gotta keep hope. Critics hated it, I loved it, who cares about them anyway, not like they can’t complain about it anymore.That was awful, I am sorry.I have a thumb drive with the game on it still. I pirated it when things first started going to shit. No physical copies were ever made, internet's gone, it might be the last way anyone could ever play it.It’s so hot. It's always so hot.
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You know I am not sure what I am going to do with this thumb drive. I’ve been carrying it around ever since I left home.If I could even find a computer that wasn’t destroyed, or that even works like two years later. What then? I could play it. When I die though, who else will know how to play it? I don’t even know if there are any people left.
Log 3-28-27 5:00 pm
I wonder if there are any cats left. The wildfires and all the other dumb chemical and climate stuff killed most everything, like even seeing bugs is rare, except flies, there are always flies. There has to be one cat left out there right? I love cats, always wanted one but mom said no, she’s allergic, maybe I’ll find one, and we could be friends.I haven’t been able to find any water today, I think it’s getting to me, going into stores sucks, but I am going to have to do it I think.
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Log 4-07-27 12:21 pm
I almost forgot I started this, it’s been a rough few days. I found a kid the other day, there were so many flies. Flies, they are all I ever see anymore.I try to avoid cities, but this time I couldn’t. All you could hear was their buzzing. You know that is one thing the game didn’t address. The smell. The flies. How you think you’re going to step on solid ground but then it squishes and you throw up everywhere. I would cry, but I don’t have enough water.All I want is to be back home. Maybe eating out of a fresh pot of mac and cheese. Fresh off the oven, like how my mom used to make it. We would sit at the dining table. My mom and dad and me and we would have it with ham and peas. A perfect mix of crunch and goo. God, it makes my mouth water. I’m always so hungry, even the smell can’t stop it.
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Log 4-07-27 1:00pm
Log 4-07-27 6:00 pm
I stopped at a library. Most of the stuff had burnt in the first wave of wildfires, but the smell wasn’t as bad there. If you could ignore the ashes.I found a book, it’s called watership down, my mom read it to me once when I was little. All the rabbits have to run away -cause their hovel or whatever it is called was destroyed. They had to work together to try and make a new home. I wonder if this might also be the last copy in the world, what if all the other libraries burned down too.
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I really loved that game you know. My favorite character was one of the doctors, I can’t remember his name, I think the smoke is clouding my head. I would look it up, but I don’t have much power left on my phone, I was lucky enough to have found a solar charging battery however long ago.
Online, when it started people treated it kinda like a meme, I mean we had survived 2020 right, it was just that all over again. A new disaster every month people started making memes comparing the two cause it was scary but funny. I think cause it was slow, if it wasn’t right in front of your eyes and actively killing you all of it was easier. It wasn’t a tiger about to pounce on us, its like a snail, a very slow deadly snail, its harder to make jokes.There still where meme’s though especially before it go bad. I think this one was my favorite, it was after there were so many people just started naming them whatever. I redrew it for you.
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Log 4-09-27 3:34 pm
I think I am heading the right way. Mom used to say I would be a terrible migratory bird, fall into the ocean and end up in the arctic somehow.There's an archive in Illinois, like a survival bunker thing that started floating around the internet when things were getting bad. No one wanted to admit what deep shit (sorry) we got into, I remember I used to cry myself asleep worrying about it a lot. I guess it was warranted. These guys started like collecting copies of everything to make sure it would survive the disasters. They put up ads and like got it up everywhere before we lost internet. It's somewhere outside of the big cities they put markers around places. I decided to start going there and bring my game to them so they can do their archvial things. It will be nice to see other people again.I’ve been surviving off of canned goods, they are all that's left after the food shortages, though I did hit the jackpot recently finding a doomsday prepper shelter. I had my first taste of chocolate in months, I got a new gun too, I haven’t seen any living thing in months, but you never know.
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Log 4-27-27 1:01 am (Retrieved from Archives_01)
Log 4-27-27 1:05 am (Retrieved from Archives_01)
I LOST ITI LOST THE FUCKING THUMB DRIVE.
I’ve looked everywhere- I was camping it must have fell out somewhere- could there have been goddamnit.
Log- 04-27-27 4:00 am(Retrieved from Archives_01)
The heat starting to pick up again, I think another fire is heading through. I’ve looked everywhere for it.
I don’t know, I think I have realized just how much is gone now. I mean, just yesterday I wanted to listen to a song while I walked through the mountains. The one in which I knew every word and beat. But I can’t can I? It’s gone now, lost with the internet. Everything that humanity has accomplished gone, in the fires we created. I am so angry, I am so tired, all that I care about is dead, and the last thing I had hope in I fucking messed up. What is even the point anyway? No one did anything, and now we got nothing. I can never watch my favorite videos again, never, never go outside and watch the fireflies dance on the stars with my family. Everything is going to be forgotten, no one is ever going to remember all those dead people. All that humanity ever created and cherished will be dead and gone. No ones going to remember Shakespeare or George Washington, cause we are all going to be dead, who cares about the dumb game.What is even the fucking point of being alive anymore.
Log-04-27-27 4:05 am
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I found it, deleting previous files. God am I an overdramatic idiot
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Log 4-29-27 9:49 pm
Log 4-29-27 3:25 pm
Crossed the state line today. It’s kind of odd being here, I went to Chicago a few times growing up, but I don’t remember much. Not much to see, I am trying to avoid the highways, but even from the woods you can smell it. Doesn’t help there isn’t much green life here, all just burnt down wood that won’t grow again. Too hot.It feels easier talking to you now. People were right about keeping a diary, it's been so long since I’ve seen another human, that does things to your mind. I sometimes wonder if I might be the last person, but that's silly, there were eight billion people on the planet. Someone else must have survived everything.
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I remember the first person who showed me the game. I really liked that girl, though I don’t remember her name. She had a beautiful smile. I remember it like yesterday, eighth grade, she just happened to show me a dumb video about it, and I was hooked. We talked about it all the time, I would find fanart of fanfiction she was interested in and show it too her before class. We’d spend a lot of time together, I had been so lonely before, it was nice to have a friend
Log 04-30-27 6:03 pm
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Log 05-07-15 5:32pm
Found an ancient portable cd player thing, an old antique store that avoided looting and weather destruction had it on a shelf. It must have never been unwrapped. The only cd with it is Disney Channels' 1999 greatest hits, this boogie wonderland is the only good song, but who cares I haven’t heard music in a year.I am getting closer I am sure of it. I’ve seen evidence, I think, of people being here recently. Wouldn’t it be a miracle if I met a survivor who also liked the game? Or maybe they found other games I wasn’t able to save in time.I’m staying in this antique store for the night, I usually hate staying in stores, because they are all filled with people. This one doesn't though, no one wanted this old place
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There was a greenhouse behind the antique store. I never imagined I would find a place like this, hidden in the back of an alleyway. There is so much green. I didn’t think places like this existed anymore, there are birds, vegetables, insects everywhere, but not a single fly. I got bit by a mosquito! If anyone ever finds this phone. I’ve attached a photo.
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I'm going to stay here for the night again, I have plenty of food, and real actual vegetables that haven't been canned or anything. Its like a dream come true really, I may have cried a tiny bit.
I’ve been seeing signs for the archives all over, I wonder if there will be other people there?
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I am so sorry
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Why- why here, it was so perfect.
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He came into my tent. I had no choice, I didn’t know what else to do, he seemed so angry. His knife cut my leg, he was screaming but I couldn’t understand him. I shot him twice. He died. I killed him.I’m so sorry.
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I haven’t written in a while, its been hard to do anything. I never had to kill anyone. The man's name was Henry, he owned the antique shop, he had two kids and a wife before the end of the world. I killed him.I have to keep going.
-------------My leg has swollen up, it's bright red. An infection? I should have taken that emergency medical class my mom wanted, but nooo I wanted to take jewelry making. So stupid. Pus leeching out of the wound seems to be a bad thing though. I managed to find a pharmacy, I put like all the antibiotics that were in the inventory on my leg. I don’t know what else to do. Its punishment, and I am going to have to carry it.I am so close now, five miles, the sign said. It’s harder to walk, but I can make it. I tapped the thumb drive to my chest, can’t lose it again.
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Log 05-08-15 8:49 am
Log 05-09-15 1:17 am
It’s so hot, not like usual hot. Like really badly hot. My skin is on fire, my bones hurt, I wish I could just throw it all away and leave it behind.I saw angels last night. They were dancing above my campsite, they said I was going to go to hell cause I killed a man. I said it was an accident. They told me that I don’t get forgiveness. They were so beautiful, they had bird masks, like the plague, do I have the plague? I don’t have any cures. I’m so thirsty. I still have the game. I still have the game. They can help me.
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The angels are singing. All they do is sing. They have the voices of boogie wonderland. I saw my family, when they died, all the fire, all the smoke. Why did I survive? I don’t understand. I want to go back home. I am not me anymore, I see myself in the sky with the angels, looking down, I killed him. I can still feel all the blood on my hands, I still see his face.
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Log 05-15-27 8:45 pm
The fever broke. I don’t handle them well, I still feel terrible, I wish mom could get me that bubble gum-flavored medicine, it always helped. I don’t remember the name though.I can’t feel my leg anymore. There are red lines coming up from it, I don’t know what that means, but I think it’s bad. There’ll be people at the archives. They can help me. I know it, I just have to keep on going forward. Maybe then I can have a nice hot meal, and sit on the computer and play my game. I know it's dumb, I feel stupid for saying it, but it’s all I care about anymore.I don't want to die.
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I can’t keep any food down. My leg hurts so badly now, my toes have turned black. Another wildfire passed through yesterday, it’s getting hard to breathe. It’s awful, but I am not thinking about the dead man anymore. One mile left. I’m going to get there I promise,
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I made it.
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It’s massive, bigger than like any other library I ever seen before, it looked like the fires got to the fit few floors. All the books and records are rubble, no people yet, the lower floors have the computer equipment, there will be other people there, I am sure of it. My chest hurts, must be tired.
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There’s no one here.I walked around for what felt like hours, almost everything here is destroyed, all the books, files, medicine stuff all gone. All this way, for no one to be here. I found the one non destroyed computer, it’s ancient, but works., I plugged my flash drive in, and am just sitting here waiting for everything to upload. It’ll be a while I think. I should be angry, how I went all this way and there is no one here, but for some reason I just can’t seem to do so anymore. At least the dehydration pains stopped.I can play it so soon. I don’t think I have ever been this excited in my life.
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The main reason I came all this way for game is for the characters. I don’t want to see them die, you know? The whole story is about the struggle to keep them alive, and making sacrifices to do so. It sounds dumb, but I cared about them. I used to spend hours making art, interacting with people who liked it, because they made me happy, and it helped me a lot People said it's a miserable experience, but for me, it was always hopeful. You have to fight like hell to help those you love, and sometimes you aren't to save everyone.I couldn't save everyone, I want to try and save this. Maybe bringing it here won’t even matter. Maybe no one else will ever get to play this again. At the end of it all, nothings humanity ever was is going to be remembered, so why the hell should I even try? I am being overdramatic I know. I don’t care. I think now, all I care about is that made me feel better, and maybe it will help others too. I think that's enough.When I wake up, I am going to play. It's going to be nice, like being back home again. I miss you, mommy, daddy, even that little asshole. A last hurrah.If you found this phone, the password for the file is TheEighth. Maybe you can play too, I hope you like it.I am just so very tired.