MAY 9th, 2013
1092 DAYS AFTER EXPOSURE
DISTRICT 10 "Sanctuary Park", JOHANNESBURG
Gotta keep writing, gotta save what's left. Getting harder each day, writing in English. Not that I'm forgetting how, but I'm getting more and more used to my prawn hands. They don't work well with human keyboards, I'll tell you. Hard to hide this from MNU, too. Tents are small, no privacy. They come in and inspect the place, sometimes. They think I'm John Richards, the prawn whose shack I'd taken residence in after I'd changed. Poor guy died in Christopher's escape, so I took his place.
Been almost three years, now. In a few months it'll be three years since Chris left, took the mothership with him. Last I saw him he'd make a promise. I'd covered his back, he told me it'd be three years. I've waited three years, and I've seen no sign. In all honesty, I'm losing hope. I don't think I can blame the guy, though. The things I've did, the crimes against his people I committed... but how could he leave his people like this?
Sanctuary Park is okay. It's cleaner than D9, a bit more space. Hard to get supplies, though. Anything here is sold by MNU, and their prices are, of course, awful. Twenty rand for a light bulb? Yeah, and I'm not kidding. I work for MNU, slave day and night in that munitions factory. Then they take my money back just so I can live? Sometimes I think D9 was better; the gang scams even had better prices than this. Not to mention it's pretty much impossible to get a single can of cat food here. You know how much that sucks?
I'm so lonely, right now. Lonely and tired. I miss Tania. Ever since the relocation, I can't leave her any more presents. Can't get out at night, curfews are too strict. Daytime isn't much better. I'm just allowed to leave for work, and I get two and a half hours of personal time after that. You go beyond that, they'll find you, because they installed these new subcutaneous GPS trackers that are just about impossible to remove. Believe me; I've been trying to find a way. My neighbor, Jack Wilson, says he knows a human guy who specializes in things like that, but I think it's too risky. Probably not even worth it.
Jack knows my secret. He was there, during the assault. Fact, he took place in it. He was the guy who pulled off Koobus' left leg. He had it hanging up in his shack for a while, but he had to leave it behind in the relocation. Too bad.
I have to go now, I'm not sure how long I'll be able to post these. They still aren't able to track my IP, but as soon as someone from MNU finds this, I'm gone. For now, I always remain your most human prawn,
W.V.M.