Day 564…..i need a chemist. it hurts, painful. i need medication and antiseptic before it goes septic. Ford knows what dieseases they now carry. I was stupid. I need a chemist. Before, in the old days, I would have said a hospital, but there are too many doors, too many ways in. A chemist is small, easy to control, easy to see in and out. it’s all the wrong way round. once we ruled the cities, that was our home and the rest was theirs. but we started taking it, so they took ours. I need to get out of the city. it was stupid to come here. there’s no one here. it’s too dangerous in the cities for us, so we must scavange like animals in the wild to survive.
