Thursday, August 18, 2011

Sunday, July 18th, 2149

Her lips meet mine again, and again, in dreams. I cannot get it out of my brain. Even when I am awake my minds dwells on it. Dawn is all I can think about.

 We have set up camp in the medical facility and moved many things from our old 'home' to it. Kerrin and Judas do not know Me and Dawn went in the room We were not supposed to. I do not think that they would approve, or that they would be able to deal with what we found out. They held the scientist in such high regard. I am starting to realize more and more that he was a manipulative liar. I have found out through his notes that he was testing the gas on us; he must have done something to make us resistant to it.

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