So, while I was at CaperCon i attended a fanfiction panel. During said panel, the host got us all to do a freewriting session for fifteen minutes. During that time, she gave us certain prompts such as a perspective change, emotions, etc.

For mine, I wrote this. And yes, I plan to finish it eventually/soon. Hell, might even replace the other one-shot I was gonna do. I dunno. Anyway, enjoy and tell me what you think!

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May 30, Sunday. It's finally clicked. Another day I like to go easy on, and it's finally got to me. I always detested my entire family. I never desired their presence, because they were always there. I never went to them or made any point of paying visits, because they would always come to me whether I asked them or not. What now? I would tell them to leave me alone, and they occasionally would. Now I'll never see my brother, my mother, my father, or my cousins again. I have long since

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June first. Tuesday. It's once again Tuesday, and officially over a week since we've been transported minutes to hours into the future except Sweet Stuff and the Hadley's, who will soon follow this time tomorrow or by mid week. I don't know how much longer keeping the date will be relevant, but I want to keep it such as best I can. It'll keep me from going insane, even if it makes me neurotic, if that makes any sense.

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Nineteenth of June. After having gone to the coastline I have finally reestablished just how much pollution has ceased. To our knowledge only two vehicles have been in motion in these parts, and only one is combustion based.

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May Twenty Ninth, Saturday. Oh, boy, what a Saturday. I never planned on my next Saturday being like this, the end of the world as we know it notwithstanding. Today I finally got to a couple of things I had planned on, but not before a couple of things I hadn't planned on. Recall the frantic lady we met yesterday? She had another episode today. This same morning before we got down to business, I also had a run in with the kind lizard woman. Vinnie. An incident involving a drink. And

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I have been busy again. Busy making me speedy recovery. Having the bug by me side has been the best thing in my life. He makes my pain subside, leaves me feeling empty, and fall asleep, or like I should do so. I woke up stronger than I was the evening before, but still not like it's enough to get up out of bed. Sweet Stuff has been keeping me company for moral support, even if she doesn't do anything physical.

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I couldn't believe it. Would not. There's just no way. After years of stashing away a fortune, stuff my mattress with cash, run my own business, this witch just takes it all away from me in an instant. Worse, I lose my neighbor. There's just no justice. Is it right? Is it fair? No, no, absolutely not! I'll get her. I'll get her if it takes me a century. If it is the last thing I ever do! If I have to use this flask she gave me and its contents, I will.. but I won't use them yet.

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I can't stand it. I'll not go back to that hellhole. I saw what it did to Alex, and I'll not let it get to me. I had the wind knocked out of me, and rapidly felt weak just being in that car. No way they'll drag me into their cavern. I was boozing myself to oblivion per usual when the HPI scum tried to buy me out of the place. Fortunately for me, and for Vinnie, she stood her ground. She didn't sell me out. Yet when they fled with news they'd come back for us, we all took off. I don't

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Alex.

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The eighteenth of June, Sunday. As promised, the Hadleys did as they told. Along with Val, Will, Sweet, and Anthony, we got in and went to the coastline. The arrangements weren't tough as they otherwise would be, as each of us is easily half our original size, give or take. None of us have actually measured. Where it would be one to a seat, we may now sit two to a seat. Then I suspect folding and compacting is a thing, you know.? Same mass, smaller package and all that. Like origami.

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Wednesday the Ninth. It's starting to feel like summer. The temperature spiked today. Yesterday it was in the sixties so far as I could tell. Today it's in the eighties definitely. And it's not even twelve PM yet. This will be fun, especially to forage in. We have enough pork rinds and beef jerky to hold off for two straight weeks without having to go out. For the early part of this morning, I was once again reminded of you-know-who. She just can't seem to keep her hands off of my ass

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June second. Today, Vinnie and I went out together for the first time to have a drink of rum together, and away from the others. It wasn't the best experience.

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On May fifteenth, I would never have dreamt what would happen during my off period. I came home from the shopping mall and would not be coming back in ten days. Yet something real unusual happened between now (May 25) and then, and my break would become anything but. It was 8:15 AM, and dawn was present. I was up watching one of my favorite cartoon shows from the 1980s, one I enjoyed as a kid, and do even more as an adult. One which furthermore was rebooted. It was on my desk

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I hope I can get out of this. I'm still curious about that weird chopper, and want to find out who was behind it, what was controlling it, and what purpose it served. Where did it come from? Why was it here? Would we run into it again? Hopefully Anthony and I would not be so inclined to run away when we saw it. It made no sense for me to be afraid beyond it being mysterious. If Will is any indication, the others save Val (through us) won't be so adverse to it.

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June sixteenth. For God's sake, it would be nice if some equinn-- If somebody would turn up already. It has been three weeks and a day, yet it feels like it has been months. I had to check the calendar, read my previous entries (and count the last three days) to confirm that's how long it has been. I have been hoping somep-- somebody else would make their presence known, yet no one has. Damn.

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I have no idea how I'm going to go about this. And I'm not sure I even want to try. There's no practical reason to want to feed the world, and to discover it. There's no certainty that there is anyone else out there. For all that we know, that mare may be already dead. For all we know, Alex Chance Torrez has had a very realistic, lucid dream. Or a hallucination from elemental exposure. My own thick skin, and that of the police officer and brother, and of our chatterbox and the

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May Twenty Eighth. 28 of May. There may be a day keeping the date will no longer be of any significance. In any case, it's the fourth day and already I feel inclined to forget the days of the week. Keeping track of internet activity has kept me aware that it's Friday. Was it really Tuesday when things were still normal? Was it really around dawn of that day fate decided to play a *cruel* joke on us?

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I can't take much more of this. What am I doing here? More than all else, I'd like to go home. Yet this is home now, is it? But no one likes me here. I have just brought a body back, this time a fresh one, one I had unintentionally killed. I don't even know how I did that. Am I being senselessly oblivious? In recent date, I lost our mentor. Friend. Neighbor. Clot friend.

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June Thirteen. Second full day since I lost us our companion in this disaster. This is terrible. Not only that, I saw somebody die. Now I have prepared it for a meal. I have always been eccentric and macabre, but I have never been evil. What low will I stoop to next?

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I woke up early. Much earlier than usual. It's currently the earlier hours of the afternoon for June third, but it feels much longer than it usually is, likely on account that something woke me up around one AM.

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