A Notebook Found In An Abandoned Apartment Complex

by The Ancestor

Wednesday

It's not the sky.

I've caught a peek of the sky this night while drawing the blinds, not intentionally, mind you. A water hydrant near my apartment broke down, flooding the adjacent road, forming a large puddle. The moon was very bright at the time, and I couldn't help but look at it for a few moments, being cooped up in my apartment really isn't doing me any good.

I'm not sure what Fire Axis felt when she stepped out of the window, and by Celestia I hope I'll never know. But whatever it was, I'm fairly certain it's not the sky, or the moon.

I'm still alive, after all.

There's been a break in the static, an emergency message of sorts.

"Don't look at the sun. Stay indoors during the day. Help is on its way."

It's still there, the same message looping over and over again.

In turned the volume down, just barely enough to be heard.

I really hope I won't have to wait long.

It's getting a little lonely.