It's November 12 of 2034. You lean against the walls of the safezone, writing in your journal for the first time. You look back at your work a few moments later. Soon enough, all you see is a jumble of lines and scribbles. You can't even think correctly after what happened. You were just another survivor who would die eventually. Now, it's up to you to choose the right path. Choose wisely.
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09/09/2024
adolf.hilter
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25/11/2024
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25/11/2024