Interlude to the present:

I can't remember a time when I wasn't living on this scrap heap of a shelter, unlike most families living here,I never seen my parents or my sibling....if I ever had any. This island was built after the third world war and was barely finished just when the fourth world war started. The history of the world wars are neither complete nor are they detailed to where anyone could truly understand it but it goes like this; the year is now 2178  and 153 years the world was plunged into chaos for decades when the bombs started and nearly everyone was drafted into the fight and then it was over: Total War. A product once used in wars of the old eras long gone, Industrial Fundamentalism as well after, so it has been said. The population was so impacted no one could really attack anyone, it was a stalemate. Then in 2029, just four years later, the fourth World War started and the world was consumed by a nuclear blaze.

I know this wasn't much but I must be brief. I know you may already be a knowledgeable citizen and/or other so I cant waste time...

My apartment is B2-4-C7 *some of the address was scratched out*, some supplies are in my room, I'm either dead or I escaped, if I escaped and your reading this; survival of the fittest. But know this...*the writing was scratched out*

Get off this island and try to survive the best you can. Me and a squad are going to try to find a cure, we're going to the mainlands and then to other colonies. Heed me and alert the other colonies, the fuse box and most of the mainframe is gone . We need the extra hands

*blood spattered on the bottom makes the final words hidden, where as several words are also scratched out or are illegible and you are not alone*