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.

P: It had taken a while to convince the program to be better care of thishuman host. Such a headache. 


P: I have been actively hacking the programs with little success while being trapped in the city like we were. Now that the network connection is nothing. Its been trying to hack the nanotechnology system into doing its job right. 


P: The host has been on travel for a while. I am going to eventually convince them to stay somewhere safer. This nomad stuff is not really giving clean chances for proper hacking. Plus the city signal fuzzy in and out to often to break my effort back to nothing. So annoying.


N: We will send you some backup data when you next inform us the exactly long term location you stay at. 


N: This backwater planet is bellow technology standards. Although... the machines are to advance for the level of intelligence around here. 


P: Dont under estimate the natives whom made the machines. My nose with my host and her insist conversation breaking with the machines proves it. She says strange things about a history that been erased. 


N: You will have to send up any interesting stuff. It might even upgrade the help we send. 


P: You didn't really answer enough about if you think they are listening. If the Outsiders are here. 


N: Worry about your development before your left behind. 


P: I don't think humans or machines... this planet is what it seems. You should watch your back. 


N: Very cute. Next message should be your location. 


P: (Database is unable to translate data) 


P: I am unable to find anything interesting that be worth your effort. At least were staying in a untouched libaray not far from the no man lands. 


P: Don't send me anything while the nanotechnology system is sensitive. I will send location when it matters. 


P: Its more complicated then I suspect. For your safety, I will send you updates less. The machines are clever. 


N: I expect a location update when possible. 


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