Felt like a good time to have a diary, my life is finally exciting for once. Hey, maybe someone after like 1000 years will find this and publish it!

So, I guess, hi my future readers? I’m Rae Song, 19. And I live in an abandoned bunker back from World War III. Very long story. Started with V12.

My dear future readers, you must know about V, right? Or at least the virus? We call it V12.

Here’s a little history lesson for those that don’t know what V12 or V is: V12 is a virus that was first found last year (2612). It isn’t like other contagious viruses. It causes no physical harm to the people who get it, it just makes them happy. Way too happy. Anyone who gets it never shows any emotion other than happiness. They also worship a god called V once they get it. They worship the god by buying gold leaves and burning the gold leaf. They pray at V 3 times a day. It always results in the people who get V12 selling everything they own to buy more gold leaf and end up dying on the streets because they cannot afford food, clothing, or shelter. No one dares to help them, in fear of getting the virus themselves. So basically, V12 makes you join a cult where you worship a god called V. Fun, right?

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I’m lucky enough to be immune to V12, so are some others. Unfortunately, my parents aren’t. During the early stages of this global pandemic against V12, our town was one of the only places in the world that weren’t infected with V12. We shut off our borders and everyone wore masks. It was annoying but better than getting the virus. That didn’t last, of course, or I would be living in the middle of nowhere right now.

The Jones were the first ones to get it in my town. Some say that they got it when Mrs. Jones went to see her dying father, others say that Mr. Jones has a mistress in the city and he got it when he went to see it. I don’t know if either is true, and it’s not like the reason is important. The virus started spreading. By the end of the week, half of the town got it. Including my parents. They were nothing happy once they got it, and I was the only one remembering to feed my grandmother.

Soon, my grandmother passed, neither of their faces hinted any kind of sorrow or loss. They were just saying that it was a blessing from V, as usual.

They were out of money to buy gold leaf a few days after my grandmother’s funeral. They remembered that they had a young and pretty daughter, so they sold me.

Of course, I am a young and pretty girl, but I’ve also done more exercise than most people nowadays, and I managed to smuggle a pocket knife with me when the dealer came to get me with a truck. I killed the dealer. Probably. I stabbed his throat and he was dying of blood loss when I threw him onto the road. He probably died. I took the truck and found this bunker.

Yeah, so as you can see, my life right now is somewhat, ‘exciting’.