It's been along time...

It's been a long time since we have had internet connection here. The power has been coming and going. Things have been getting worse here at the compound. There is a new fear to pair with the fear of the undead, plague. The streets have gotten filthy and packed with survivors. The streets smell of trash, urine, and the rotting dead from out side the walls. The first signs of sickness came a few weeks ago. People were complaining of bloody noses, boils, and a fever thought there was no sign of one. People have begun to throw themselves in the river to cool themselves off from their unyeilding internal fever. I can no longer stay here in this nightmare of a prison that is supposed to be our salvation. With the growing fears of plague, infection, rape, bandits, and supplies running low there is no reason to keep hope that we will be saved. To be saved this day and age would be to die a quick and painless death. But it comes so few and so far between. So many people suffer and there is nothing anyone can do about it. It pains me to see children, these tiny innocent creatures born into this world. Born into chaos and pain it will be all they know until they die. I've seen many mother cast their children into the river and then themselves. Many of these women and children are victims of rape. Women who were alone or out in the night... It is not even safe in the day anymore. There is no one to enforce law, there is no order. I have to leave and will in the next few days. It will be safer to travel with the cold weather coming. I look forward to leaving.