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I had to. For Nachton. For you, Olivia.”
“I’m so sorry,” Olivia said. She felt cold, her insides shaking with nervousness. “Are you saying you built the orphanage?”
“Yeah. Dr. Alban Dewberry, lead engineer. World’s finest. See where it got me?” He huffed and shrugged his shoulders. “Anyway, I’ve said too much. I’m gonna take Nachton the meal that he missed at dinner. Hopefully he’ll eat it.”
“Okay,” Olivia said. She had so many more questions to ask. But she knew that he needed to be with Nachton. She wished she could go too, and the three of them could stay together forever, like a family, but she knew it wasn’t possible.
“I know that he’s waiting to see you. Please tell him hello for me.” She smiled through her tears. He patted her on the head, returned her smile, and left her room.
Olivia stood motionless and stared at her door for a while after he had left. She was in a daze. She didn’t know whether to feel happy or sad, so she felt both. After a few moments, she finally managed to walk back to her bed, where she remembered the journal pages Mr. Dewberry had brought her. She picked them up, sat on the edge of her bed, and gazed at them. The entries were short and hastily written. Her heart began to race as she took a deep breath and started to read.
Filled up my other journal. The other IPHA scientists joke about how I don’t use a computer to keep my notes. So I ask them, “Who will still have notes after the power fails?” Even as the pollution spreads and engulfs the world in darkness, they still act like there’s nothing to fear. Well, they’re wrong.
Emma and I huddle up together every night in the bunkers they’ve provided in the underground facility. We know things are going downhill at an alarming rate. Within a month, more than half the population of the entire world has either died or become Hackers, a term the other scientists use to describe people who have become mindless, twisted monsters due to their DNA being modified on the fly. I could kill the guy that started all this CADNA crap.
Emma says she can feel the baby kicking now! Even as it seems the world is coming to an end, it’s still exciting to me as a father to hear that my daughter is strong and healthy. I just hope that the work we’re putting into making this cure pays off. If there is any way to put an end to this DNA Flu madness, Emma and I will find it.
A discovery has been made that indicates that if the AVDNA Vaccine is injected into the womb, the child will be born with an attachment to its DNA that acts as a sort of firewall against the incoming mutated viruses. This means that newborn children now have a chance at living. If the Coalition keeps their end of the bargain and allows Alban to build those vaults for the children, then perhaps we really can rebuild...
Work on the AI is almost complete. The result should be a machine that can scan and detect viruses and other defects in human DNA and correct them. This will hopefully do away with the cellular computers altogether. I sure hope so... Being in this facility is driving me insane!
I had an odd dream last night. Probably a result of recent events. Anyway, Olivia was born yesterday!!! It’s the greatest thing that has ever happened in my life! She is so beautiful!
Communication to the Coalition has been lost and most of the power in the facility is gone. Olivia has been transported to one of the vaults. Emma and I are devastated. God, I hope we’ve done the right thing...
Had that dream about that Ink creature again. Don’t know why I think it’s worthy of an entry in this journal. It’s just disturbingly realistic. Probably a result of my insanity. Whether that’s true or not, it still convinced me to sneak into the AI’s testing room and add an exception in the code...
That was the last entry. Olivia wept as she read them again and again. Reading some of her father’s