Most of our assumptions have outlived their uselessness. - Marshall McLuhan
Weird signs in the bunker this morning, an unearthly blackness is gripping the outside. A strange rain is falling, and there's a complete absence of light. Things feel like the world has been swallowed by a great beast.
What is the beast though? There is the fear that stalks me, I've compared that to a sentient beast at times. Perhaps the ghosts that haunt have simply gathered above to blot out all natural light. Then again, maybe it's just thick clouds.
Strange feeds coming into the bunker this morning, last night reports of finding a downed plane, including very specific reports of 12 survivors. An hour later a correction is issued, the wreckage has indeed not been found. What does one make of this?
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