[u]South East London, 29 September 2014[/u]
I unlocked the door of my house after going to the gym. My mother an father were out together, and I would have the house to myself until midnight. It was 6pm, and already beginning to get dark. I went inside, and turned on my PC. The TV was still on, set to BBC One. I went onto Reddit, and there were posts about an asteroid that had landed in India. BBC One confirmed this. It had hit a poor area, and there were a high number of deaths. There were warnings of very severe weather.

[u]27 March 2015[/u]
My whole family is dead. So are my friends. I'm alone. I've joined a group of bandits my age, maybe we can live together. I found a bow and a quiver, with at least 20 arrows, in one of the forests near to where I live. I've used it once or twice, and i'm quite good with it.

[u]5 November 2015[/u]
We found someone today, a boy, our age. We wanted him to give us everything that he had, but he refused. The leader of the bandits, he - he gave me the task - of punishing him for not giving us anything. He made me - kill him. He gave my a knife, and I - I stabbed him. I stabbed him , in the stomach, and... I did it... I did it slowly, and... I don't know, but it... it felt slightly good. I don't know why it felt good, I'm supposed to be a Catholic, I'm not supposed to kill. I think I've got to get away from these guys for my own good.

[u]7 November 2015[/u]
I've left the bandits. I took my bow and quiver, food and... a knife. I had to kill one of them to make my escape. It was just the two of us, so I sneaked behind him, covered his mouth to stop him from screaming, and use the knife to stab him in the stomach. I hope God forgives me. I ran away, and realised that i'm on the way to Biggin Hill Airport. I shouldn't be too far now.

[u]9 November 2015[/u]
I've gotten to the airport. There's nobody here, but there are a couple of planes. Looks like people made off, but decided to go another way. Tomorrow, I'll fly somewhere. I found a radio, and it seems like there's a base in Geneva. There's so many people raving about it I can hear talks about it up here. I'll check the fuel in the Cessna, and then leave tomorrow.

[u]10 November 2015[/u]
I'm over Europe right now - southern Switzerland, or northern Italy. It only took about 3 or 4 hours to get to Geneva. I did a flyby, but there was no base. No safe haven. I fact, there were some people trying to jump up from building roofs to grab onto my plane. I kept flying straight, hopefully there's another place for me to go, hopefully they have an old airport of airstrip, or at least a motorway for me to land.

[u]11 November 2015[/u]
I found somewhere with people. Bari, in southern Italy. I landed at their disused airport, and am now trying to integrate with them.

[u]1 December 2015[/u]
I'm in the town hall, waiting for a meeting to begin. We're just waiting on the last couple of people. I've picked up a few Italian words, but thankfully my English and GCSE French has gotten me far enough so far.