There’s nothing on the television. It’s the same audio transmission that they keep looping on the radio. Just a mess of information about a national emergency. “Do not go outdoors…local and state police now answer to NORTHCOM and are under military authorization to use lethal force…”. Over and over. It’s driving me crazy.

I saw a few local cops the other day dragging a body and they were carrying AR15s and had MP cuffs around their arms. They are saying nobody can travel outside of county limits. Supplies will be made available whenever possible. That doesn’t sound too reassuring.

I live in the sticks, which has me really clueless as to how bad this is. T.V. is useless, radio too. I don’t have a sort wave, and the internet is a damn waste of time. I spend hours trying to find something and when I do it is usually just insane ramblings and conspiracy theories. No news, no facts. Nobody has any idea what is happening, and if they do they aren’t posting about it. I keep searching for a forum or a blog with some new information. MySpace, Twitter, Facebook, they all closed by request of the federal government. So did lots of other sites, and the news networks like CBS and CNN are all just linked to the emergency feed and FEMA’s website.

The average person’s site is still up and running, but most people just aren’t posting. Maybe they’re dead. Google is down, Yahoo, Hotmail, Gmail. I have an email address here at this domain I can use, but that’s about it. I guess the government can handle an emergency. It’s up to me to find some supplies, though.

There are only a few apartments in my building. Beneath are three stores and then not much else for miles. The one apartment has been empty for years, and the other has three corpses rotting inside it. The smell gets pretty bad in the afternoon, but it’s been a while since they were killed, so it is starting to go away. At some point I am going to have to go in there and raid the cabinets because I am running out of food. I have things packed in my bag in case I have to hit the road, but I don’t want to use any of that if I don’t have to. I’m sure the Stolford’s wont mind if I help myself to their food. They’re dead.

For now I will just keep inspecting the empty apartment down the hall. I’m not sure if I am ready to see whatever they did to those kids. The two of them screamed the longest.  What the fuck is wrong with people.

I need to find some information so I can start to formulate some sort of plan. Sitting here is like waiting for someone to kill me.