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-THE BABILONSOctober 30, 1993.
It was a day like any other, I was heading down to work, from my
apartment building, as usual it was crowded, just another day in
New York, U.S.A, traffic was nothing new to anyone. This time
though, it was different, there was BARELY anyone on the street, I
checked the time making sure am not late, my watch says 6:48, I
wonder, where is everyone, regardless I had to work, to my
surprise no one was at the office. “Is this a dream” I humble to
myself, as I wonder around trying to find any other person, to my
disbelief once I had left the building, instead of there being such
little people, but instead there being no soul anywhere, I was left
puzzled on how could such a thing happen, I try to make calls, but
there was nothing.
January 1, 1994.
A new year, no resolutions this time, food Is becoming a problem
now, I have to find any non-canned food and eat it as fast as
possible as there soon won't be any left due to expiration dates, I
have collected canned foods, placing them in a shelter close to
where I live, I have chosen the biggest pent house I could find, it
might sound like a dream, but it isn’t, I am left in despair, this is a
full on nightmare. There is nothing to do, I hope this message is
found by anyone in the future.
This has to be the toughest
and lonliest I have been in many years, new york was so crowded,
you would think being alone would feel better, I guess am a Myth
Buster now.
June 23rd, 1995.
Its been a very adventurous journey, I have left the country, or city,
there is no way to tell, I wasn’t the best in geography, either way I
am in an island, I cant seem to find a way out of it, but its all fine, I
am sure there is a way, food is now a problem, I found animals,
first time in a while I see another living thing, it looked like a pig
but wasn’t. I did see small huts with lit fire, I do not know if these
are old ones from before the disappearance or new ones, I am
scouting my surrounds just incase,
June 28th, 1995.
It was a tribe of creatures, I thought they weren't hostile, until I
was shot with an arrow, am slowly recovering, but they are int the
search for me, they don’t seem too advanced, more like the stone
age level, I've tried helping them even after being shot with an
arrow, I might resort to using a gun.
October 1st, 1995.
I have had better Halloweens, anyways , they are immune to any
hot objects, cold objects are what hurt them the most, probably
because of how dry their skin looks, that explains it, they wear
weird masks, like the one you find a kid wearing, I don’t know if
this is a prank or not, I have managed to catch 1 of my own, sadly
no luck in it sleeping to so I can inspect it.
December 23rd 1995.
They are not anything human, their face is the mask, they are short
reddish dried creatures, they honestly horrify me, I feel like I can’t
escape this island, am stranded, deserted, and my only shelter, a
cave with no fortification, I feel like am doomed, I came this far,
why give up now?
July 4th, 1998,
I honestly forgot about me documenting my life so far, I had
remembered about it after seeing these creatures start to write, I
have been chased by them 7 times till now, yet they seem to forget
about me somehow, still no luck in escaping, Americas birthday
would be better I assumed, god please may you save me.
September 10th 2001,
I am mentally ill right now, am thinking of ending it all, right now
this moment, I do not know if I can go any longer, what if this is
just a dream and that once I do so, I will wake up, happy, laying in
bed, early in the morning, going outside and seeing the large New
York city crowd, I thought I would never be happy on that crowd,
yet here I am, praying it happens once again.
Workbook, page: 8, C:
IT was new years eve, I was getting
ready with my family for a lot of fun, as
it was about to unleash, on that moment
we heard a lot of explosions and saw a
lot of colors, it almost sounded scary, but
happy at the same time, everybody had
enjoyed their past year..except abdullah raed
Workbook, page: 8, D:
I had been really looking forward to new
years eve as I felt happy about, more like
a happy dad so see his first new born
son, I screamed “ GET INNNNN “ we
heard a lot of explosins and nothing
much happened