The Post-war Diaries

Diary entry 3840 day 3963 10 AW:late afternoon to Early noon

I have made it, and my friend Mrs. Steele is still there, not cannibalistic, but is a doctor so she was found important, as the cannibals tend to cu themselves, if they run out of food, or are survivors from the carpet bombings from the third year into the war, those happened up northeast, closer to the southern canadas, as it is now five different countries. Northern, southern eastern western and central. They have different names, now, but hey are still considered a ‘canada’. A land of people nicer than modern americans.

I would call The Reds “Canadians” but because they are cannibalistic, I can’t have them qualify for that title., they’re known as ‘bastards’ cannibalistic, but are good, old society based, community.

They generally deal with stds as their main issue. Aside from rumour of a 30 death massacre from two weeks back, i would assume the shooter has been caught, and tortured, by being eaten alive. But rumour also has it, that he isn’t caught yet. And there's, multiple bounties on his head, higher than seven-hundred Nickel., including two other bounties, one is eight-hundred Coppers, and 70 Calciums. Those are all worth a lot, if I could get my hands on that kind of money, I would be able to own a farmstead here in the Community, and maybe live a happy life, without much travel..

Me and Dr. Steele began talking at tonight's return celebration of the heir to the ruling chair of the community. The family that runs the place are unthinkably smart, and are great people, Very nice. Should talk to them tomorrow, and then talk to Dr. Steele. I’ll need to see if she’ll run with me on my adventures on the new-frontier…

Hope she’ll come along. I don’t want to be alone.

I hate being alone.