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    All methods of transportation were cut-off...and only until later did we realize that the radiation was a lie...

     

    I can still see the steam rising from the plant over the mountains. There is power, but where is it going?

     

    Citizens are required to attend displays of military prowess. Ballistic missiles are proudly carried on vehicles behind marching troops.

     

    This is always how it starts. First a building, then the whole block...

     

    The world watched in silent objection as a conflict prepared to arise between nations too big to fall. Total war would need to be redefined. No longer was it just total devotion of resources, but also a total devotion of our humanity. Maybe you don't understand, but the rationale and simplistic words of "Security Above All" had a certain appeal to it when this whole thing began. We turned to someone we didn't quite understand, simply because we were afraid. I think that's the biggest lesson I've learned from all this.

    We are the ones who inhabit Westport, although more recently it's garnered the title "Wasteland". Our existence is rigid and constrained like a geometric figure attempting to break out of its lines. Any act of defiance against them will no doubt end with blood on the leaves. Should you be taken, it's always at night, if you can make it. Erased from history, just like that. The ruins in the east spread like a deadly plant, ready to consume us. They're getting closer, it's only a matter of time. We're already dead, we just don't know it.

     

    We eagerly await the day when the ruins finally reach us

     

    They give us shots for the New Contagion in order to protect us, they say. But I think it's just so that there's one less for them to fight later...I know for a fact that it has already taken over Riverside. Westport can't hold on much longer. We will go out not with a bang, but a whimper. I will arrive at the place where I started.

     

    Over and over again all these never ending visions...time and time again like a prize that's changing hands. All you who change your stripes can wrap me in the flag

     

    The lines are drawn...the deed is done...

     

    Hatred has grown scale on scale,
    blow on blow, in its shadow we grow pale

     

    The screams roar through the trees and ascend over the mountains to our dull ears. Filled with nothing, the earth slowly consumes Riverside and turns it into ashes, but no phoenix will rise.

     

    Welcome. You have chosen, or been chosen, to relocate to one of our finest remaining urban centers! You are safe here.

     

    After the first few months, the regime proved its military might. When the W.C (World Congress) met, they concluded the world threat was so great that international law must be nullified in order to put down the aggressors.

     

    I’ve heard the grotesque tales. I’ve seen the mutilated bodies. The resumption of chemical warfare has shook the world to its core. The New Contagion was unexpectedly the most effective tactic used by the others. Screams ring through the empty heads of the afflicted.

     

    When Riverside was shelled by the pestilence, curious onlookers investigated, clearly awestruck that the dysfunctional bombs failed to deliver their doom…naturally they were the first patients of the invisible enemy. No doubt our leaders wanted to harness the extreme power of this weapon. Perhaps what captivated them most was not its destructive power, but rather its ability to reduce a person to one simple goal: to kill.

     

    No one can be the victor in this war. I’ve accepted my demise; perhaps you should too, dear reader.

     

    I have toed the line, but never took the valiant leap across it. Dear reader, it is time that I ignore the selfish path that I take in order to stay alive. Instead, I must recognize how I have outlasted the friends, family, and acquaintances around me, and serve their memories to the best of my ability. Wasteland does not deserve to wither away into the darkness. After all, if an injury has to be done to a man it should be so severe that his vengeance need not be feared, and while I have been injured, I have not been incapacitated. 

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    No idea if there is a character limit, but if I hit it in the post above, I am making this post to provide the next space.

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    Is this suppose to have only building, where are the coasters? Only one
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    Is this suppose to have only building, where are the coasters? Only one

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