2075
Log entry: Day 1
I am stuffed.
So very stuffed.
Okay. Calm down. I’m not too stuffed. I’m just in major trouble.
For anyone reading this who doesn’t know what the hell is going
on, it’s the 4th of November 2075. Ring any bells? No? Basically the
American military and the British army are involved in the biggest nuclear war
in all time against China, Russia, Afghanistan and leading it, the Danish mafia
(commonly called I.S.I.S).
The reason I am in so much trouble is because of what the
American and the British government decided on the 30th of October.
They decided to end the war.
By this I mean they decided to fire Regent 1. This was and is
the biggest nuclear warhead ever created and guess what? The launch failed and exploded
over the city of Toronto at 9:30 in the morning.
It was a bright cold
day and all was well in the city of Toronto. All the normal shops opened at the
normal times. The normal people were doing the things they would normally do.
The only thing that was unusual was that the Watney family had disappeared.
Because I was in the military I was there when they decided to launch.
Because of this I paid enough money for my wife, my son Archibald and myself to
stay in the nearest bunker. Bunker 101. Which is where I am writing to you now.
Log Entry: Day 15
Today I got my first look at the landscape. When I say that I
mean look at the black window. There was no problem with the window; Regent 1’s
nuclear winter was so dense that no light could get through, producing an
anti-greenhouse effect; lowering the Earth’s temperature as no sunlight or heat
could get through the big black shield. If I decide to go out I will definitely
need to take a torch and a big thermal heater!
Now I am going to talk about the kit I am wearing. To anyone who
doesn’t know how I’m alive with all this radiation stuff floating around, the
military started distributing radiation-proof clothes to everyone in it long
ago. But they only started designing radiation-proof suits and bunkers in the
last decade. The suit I'm in now is one of the best as it is made from lithium
carbonate. The bunker I'm in now was built just last year so I am pretty safe.
Now it is time for me to introduce everyone I am sharing this
bunker with. First up: my wife Lewis and our baby Archibald. We are in room 3
and her speciality is medicine. That’s how we met. I came back from Afghanistan
early, thanks to a leg wound and she was the medic who treated me.
Next up is Mike Long, his wife Sara and sons Joe and Luis. They
are in room 5. He was a doctor and treated cancer (the nasty kind). So if
anyone does die, he at least, won’t freak out.
Then we have John Weaver. Room 4. He doesn't have a wife but
that worked out well for him as he now spends all his time bent over his
computer trying to figure out why the bomb failed.
Second to last we have the Prossers. They are in room 1 as there
are just two of them. Will and his son Jake, the wife refused to let either of
the boys stay behind. Because of this Will hardly ever comes out of his room.
And finally we have Nick Downham who is in room 1. He is a
scientist and has spent the last day or two making estimates and calculating
how long this nuclear winter will last. Hopefully not too long!
Log Entry: Day 23
Yes!
Yes! Yes! Yes!
Professor Downham just got back from his expedition he went on
last week and has worked out that the winter will only last a month! This means
that the winter will end on the 25th of December! Christmas!!!!
However because of this this may be the last entry of this log.
As we have already spent 3 weeks in the bunker and the nuclear winter is only a
month.
Bye!!!
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