Change in writing style as Charon becomes more moody and Anna is more naive. Thanks so much for the reviews.
November 30th 2077
Charon
I was made to shoot someone today simply because they looked at Azrukhal in the wrong way. The mans face was deformed with burns and he didn't deserve his fate. The museum sees me as some kind of monster now.
December 10th 2077
My skin itches uncontrollably and I can do nothing but stand at this fucking wall and not touch it. I've seen others scratch vigorously as they walk by, even Azrukhal absentmindedly rubs at his arms and I hope that the bastard dies from whatever it is.
March 16th 2078
Some of the residents have went wild. They scream uncontrollably and grab at their dry sky pulling it off in chunks. They roar with their arms held above their head and the other residents keep their distance. Willow has sent them to another section of the museum to 'cool down' the sounds we hear from that hall at night can only be described as feral.
April 5th 2078
I can only stare in horror at a piece of my forearm and suppress a gag. The now missing patch reveals hard red muscle underneath. At least I can cover my arm, Azrukhal has lost his nose. Bastard. I feel no emotional loss to this meat, at least I knew to expect it. Some of the women sob as their hair floats off in long graceful strands.
May 12th 2078
We are apparently suffering from "ghoulification" as the self proclaimed museum doctor Barrows lets us know. Anna's word rings in my head. Ghoul. At least I can think of it as a step closer to seeing her again. This is the me that Anna meets.
May 14th 2078
There have been four suicides ever since Barrows announcement. Two were found hanging, one shot herself and another jumped from the balcony. It's safe to say morale in the museum is low. Patchwork has become a drunk to the point of oblivion, simply to forget. I over hear the young woman I saw on the day of the bombs mention that this ghoulification could kill us soon. She almost looks hopeful. I don't have the power to correct her.
January 10th 2101
Exhibitions outside have begun and suddenly we have more supplies, more food and Azrukhal buys the alcohol. He decides this room is to become a bar. My conversation with Anna echoes in my head ' I guard the bar' and I know that my time with Azrukhal is only to get worse. He is the one that Anna couldn't even speak about.
August 30th 2101
Those that go out into DC report that the radiation doesn't only make them feel a bit better, It heals them. They also report that other survivors have begun to appear as vaults open, many of them scream in horror and we have lost a few residents to lucky shots.
Azrukhal decides that since radiation can't kill me some of my jobs are to take me outside. His first outside order is to grab him a girl because 'it's been a while.'
August 31st 2101
I shout loudly in my head to try and forget the screams that come from the other room. I sing ridiculous songs from the army in my mind anything to block the noise. Azrukhal is a evil fucking bastard and I can only thank Anna for my knowledge. I shoot him twice in the head, more screams, I shoot him twice in the head.
The girl had a pipboy, a fucking pipboy. If anything could have made me feel worse about this ungodly order it was that. It reminded me too much of Anna and I know that I have just treated an innocent in a way I would slaughter others if they treated Anna in such a way.
I hear another scream and a slap.
I shoot him twice in the head.
March 17th 2165
Willow comes into the bar often. She sits across from my wall and shakes her head. Letting me know that she hasn't seen Anna. I know that there is a good while until that day finally comes but it is nice to know that their is at least one person in this wasteland that gives a shit about me
April 5th 2172
I quite enjoy killing super mutants for someone that is supposedly 117 my agility has not left me. Their hardened bodies make for a difficult kill but I find a challenge and know to aim for weaker points. Their mutant dog types are ridiculously easy to kill. It's a welcome distraction from Azrukhal.
May 21st 2214
Azrukhal has ordered for another girl to be taken to him.
I shoot him twice in the head.
July 13th 2217
I have went 3 days with half an hour sleep. A small decrease from the hour I am allowed each day.
I shoot him twice in the head.
December 16th 2230
I have to torture someone that owed Azrukhal a debt.
I shoot him twice in the head.
March 5th 2251
Without Anna's motivation or the knowledge that she has given me I would have taken my own life a long time ago. The photo I have in my pocket, the memories I have of her and knowing I kill Azrukhal keep me alive and going.
December 31st 2276
I remember where I sat 200 years ago. With the army, in the tent knowing that the end was coming.
Now I know that a beginning is coming and I start to become more lively in my action.
I see Anna soon.
March 5th 2277
Anna
Oh my god. My eyes burn. My mouth is full of dust and I hear myself scream and I can't stop it.
There is a strange heat I feel on my skin from a source I can't see from the blindness. The sun ?
I've only read about it. I try to run but fall into dust.
"Dad ? Dad ?!"
My voice sounds weak and pathetic. I crawl up into a ball until the blindness goes.
Oh my god. I'm outside. I'm outside.
May 1st 2277
Charon
Willow comes in for a drink. She sits.
She nods her head
