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Hi. I hope you are able to read this diary of events that I’ve recorded, as have left you a picture dictionary that covers many of the words and their meanings, plus there is an old paper English dictionary.

I’ve kept this diary for several months, cataloguing the events that have occurred. Hopefully one day someone will find this safe, in the cave and know what happened to us. I’ve decided to stop writing this diary as I’m secretly aware that our future will be short, as the Shards are getting closer. People keep saying that they won’t come but I know they are closing in, I’ve seen it with my own eyes.

We don’t know if we are the last people alive on Earth, as we have regressed back in technology to before the industrial revolution era. If anything, we are loosely described as being able to cultivate land, hunting, fishing and perform reasonable animal husbandry. It’s funny how in such a short period of time we have gone from a perceived technologically advanced world, back to a life style almost something like 1000 years ago.

All of our electronic technologies amount to little more than bits of useless unpowered pieces of junk. Our powerful Internet2, the always-on-web gateway around the world that was taken for granted is now like the majority of Earth’s population, quiet, dead and vanished back into nothingness.

We are a small community of 200, just holding onto life. It has been far from easy to still be here after only 10 months, as we had to learn how to make a living off the land. We used to take so much for granted before the Shards. I don’t know how we made it so far and I don’t know how we will end up.

I’ve started a second diary and when I’ve completed it, I shall place it in the camp’s library, because by then I don’t think I’ll live for much longer.

Hopefully our settlement lives longer than my diary, but I don’t believe that is possible.