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[h2][color=6ecff6]Candace Marie Prescott[/color][/h2]
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[b][i]Diary Entry 1:[/i][/b] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ahHWROn8M0]The New Wild West[/url][/center]

	Three days....

	That's how long it's been since the calamity, and how long I have traveled on foot.  My feet are sore, and these old boots aren't helping either.  My throat...it's so dry.  I was able to collect a few drops of rain, just a sip it was to quell this wretched thirst, but still...  I continue to walk down the road, a desolate, damaged stretch of empty highway...well aside from all the mangeld and burned up cars everywhere.  I look into one of the windows, and...I can't believe what I'm seeing.  Four bodies, all charred, all blackened, some...already losing their skin.  It's...a family, a mom, a dad, and two little kids.  They didn't die during the bombings, no...they would've been vaporized in an instant.  If anything, a wreck is what killed them.  But....maybe being burned alive or dying in a wreck is a better way to die....than slowly decaying...in this dying world.  I show no emotion towards the grisly scene, my face doesn't budge at all.  On the inside though, my stomach is turning in knots.  I feel like I'm gonna throw up.

	The rain stopped finally, but it still feels cold.  Maybe it's just me....maybe I've grown [i]cold.[/i]

	God....why did this all happen?  And...why am I alive?

	A sigh passes my lips and I continue onward.  I can't go home.  There's nothing left.  So, I keep pressing forward.  The next town, it's just a few feet ahead, and I desperately need more supplies.  Ugh...my stomach keeps growling.  It's getting annoying, this sharp, bitter pain in my gut.  I haven't eaten anything in a while, just a nasty can of cold beans I could barely keep down.  I didn't sleep that much either last night.  I couldn't shut my eyes.  I was just...too afraid to...

	Please...let me make it to the next town.  Hopefully let me find a place, an old house or even some abandoned building, somewhere I don't have to be outside at the mercy of everything.