Squeaky_Kittah

This was originally a delicious box of old scrap personal diaries that follow a stranger. Although as the further into the books I became, I had the urge in seeking the rest of it. 

Given this was a time of machines. I had my luck in finding the right souls. A sort of system has scanned, registered and submitted all data into some hidden storage database. 

Apparently 'any alterations were consult with administrator. All data from corresponding subjects was included among the scanned records, sometimes blended into the narrative. Makes for easier storage and reading flow.' I wasn't the only one who fell into the reading then. 

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Real Author (Kittah): 

This story is not a typical female lead novel, not a lot of romance but coping in a post apocalypse. Which I don't get why female lead novels have to have a element of romance. It starts out as a diary should but further on, things change. The world around was the one we know of now but this story is later set in the unknown future. At times it can feel like I am trying to write a horror novel, but that's not what it is. This really is just a bumpy journey of a female character. 

I must rewrite my disclaimer which is the author note of chapter one. This seems like it relevant to today with the global pandemic. However the inspiration is my personal experience during the swine flu outbreak in the UK around 2012 or 2013. The majority of this story is prewritten but I have been changing it since putting it online. 

And, yes story does spill over into the author notes. You will understand in the later chapters. It's a writer's choose.

May the odds be in your favor.

Dairies of a lost soul; Beyond Boundaries.

It is apparent by now that the puppet body has its own will to enact such basic animal actions. 


Such as to bite and run on all fours. Sleep not inside of the box but in sunlight like a cat. Claws... which I tried asking computer but I had no luck of response.


Bite marks of hunted prey have strange teeth structure. 


The longer without computer... the more alive and self acting puppet is. My commands are being more a after thoughts. 


I made my chooses... the likelihood is that the body has gained some self-awareness with the loss of computer adjustments to correct behaviour. 


If puppy wishes to keep us alive by own survival... because it still has to put meat into the box for stomach digesting. I am not going to interfere. We will work a compromise when the computer is back.


In terms of creature encounters this far into radiation zoning... it has been nothing I couldn't identify. Animals I knew from books with some cancer mutations. 


Although it can be disgusting to see through Puppy's sight... seeing the internal organ structure of these creatures has confirmed my study of the animal to human organ differences. It is objectively educational if I don't think hard of Puppy as me. 


Today journal entry marks the end of my preaperations to give my brain to the computers logic processing. If this will help us. 


It took a while of learning to do things without the assistance of the ai. Like driving control and what exactly counts as command inputs. It wasn't hard but it was a lot harder to focus if Puppy was out of range. 


I have scanned a area best suited for sheltering the van. I have left the back door open for puppet. It seems puppet has been making it more comfortable. Not removal of items but laying out clothing and the skins along the floor. Making it a den to shelter if cold or rainy. 


If anyone is this far into a radiation zone, they will find these data signal. I Only have this diary accessible for them. 


I may need assistance with helping my computer friend. If my mind isn't enough to awaken us. 


Please do not shoot or harm Puppy... it would only attack if you injured us frist. 


I don't know Puppy's choose about strangers. I do know that if you talk first. We will not hurt you. 


Until then... I enact preservation protocol during my domain transfer. 


RC14