December 23, 2047 Dear Diary, Technology has finally caught up with us. We’ve been out in this remote refuge for almost 8 years now. Much longer than any of us thought was possible. Chris was monitoring the southern range three nights ago for our monthly supply drop when an aircraft had flown over at cruising altitude. Much too high and fast to be our underground supplier. Chris had taken all the required precautions, well down in the bunker under the heat shield before the aircraft was within monitoring distance. Before emerging to the surface his scanner gave the green light; no frequencies, no signatures, nothing. It seemed the coast was clear. He wasn’t out more than a few minutes and what he thought was a small grasshopper flew just over his head. We’ve not seen grasshoppers since ‘42 and so it was very strange. The insect darted back toward Chris and hit him in the neck. With a swift swipe Chris managed to smack the thing to the ground.
This is a marvel of short fiction. I love the unvarnished bleakness of the setup, the thudding blunt edge of Chris' death and the dark nights of the soul to follow. I'm a fan of epistolary horror as a form in general, and this is a great example of how to tell a larger story with maximum efficiency.
And then the ending! You had me thinking all along: what about disruptive technologies? Active defense systems? Rooted and repurposed devices? P2P networks? Is this motherfucker so black-pilled he hasn't thought of this shit? Needless to say, I was pleasantly surprised.
Thanks for this, Winston. I think you will make an excellent counter-propagandist, in the strange war to come.
This is a marvel of short fiction. I love the unvarnished bleakness of the setup, the thudding blunt edge of Chris' death and the dark nights of the soul to follow. I'm a fan of epistolary horror as a form in general, and this is a great example of how to tell a larger story with maximum efficiency.
And then the ending! You had me thinking all along: what about disruptive technologies? Active defense systems? Rooted and repurposed devices? P2P networks? Is this motherfucker so black-pilled he hasn't thought of this shit? Needless to say, I was pleasantly surprised.
Thanks for this, Winston. I think you will make an excellent counter-propagandist, in the strange war to come.
Join the resistance and buy bitcoin. They can’t print more of it, and this is why they are trying to destroy it with environmental FUD.
Any one want to have a guess as to why I used December 23, 2047 as the diary entry date?