Tuesday, Month X, Day O

Today, the government said that the world is going to end. Short panic bolted in me, causing me to dial my brother and Feliciano, who, in turn, panicked more. He called up his own brother who took Antonio with him.

Our band of five left that night at 8:00. Our most plentiful items were bullets, perfect for hunting. Even though we could afford to eat rounded meals, I had everyone keep their meals to a meagre value. You must always ration food.