Revelations
by Robert M. Velkym

   June 21, 1997...

   Scorching, parched by the burning sun of the barren waste land. The great rains have long since left us in this desert on the coast of the inner sea. I remember the night distinctly...

   The earth shook and knocked me out of my bed. I fell, hit my head against the floor, and blacked out. The next thing I remember was my room was filling with water and I scrambled out the door and went to the family boat. By this time the rain was coming down harder then I had ever seen in my life. I switched on the radio to KROQ and the D.J. , Sluggo, spoke softly to his audience. He spoke of the satellites that told of a huge storm engulfing the entire planet. He said he was going to see his family in a sad, uncharacteristic tone. Eddie Vedder and Pearl Jam's " Better Man" flowed out of the radio soothing me into a troubled sleep.

   When I awoke I was floating on a lake. I was puzzled but when I looked around all I could see was the roof of the new civil arts plaza. I flipped on the motor and cruised over to the roof. It was amazing, in one night the entire valley had been filled and from my guess killed everyone in sight except me. I went swimming and gathered up rations and supplies and began up the coast. I followed the valley and cut across a wide channel into the interior of the continent. The entire inner states were covered in a sheet of water. I found a dry spot on the southern coast to camp for the night. I dared not get out of the boat until I am curtain the rains have gone. I flip on the radio and scanned the channels. There was no static but just a single sound, the test pattern.

   For weeks I sailed to sea, watching for life, hoping to be discovered by humanity so that I may endure another day. After all the only thing that kept me alive was the hope that I was not alone.

   Winter came and went, spring bringing a brief bit of joy to my lonely life. I have found a home from where I am now writing. I have settled into a ski lodge in what I think was once Telluride. There is food enough here for me for roughly ten years. It is mostly dehydrated vegetables and can food, but something is better than nothing. I have also discovered a small local radio station and I broadcast my location " 50 degrees north, 32 degrees west, Telluride, Help..." over and over.

   I have filled my days with constructing a suitable fort, should I encounter hostile persons. Everyday I sweep the area in my boat looking for life. There are animals, some I think from zoos, and everything is overwhelmingly green. I have stockpiled wood for the winter.

   My only companions are two dogs, Dakota and Timber. They are huskies that i recovered from a cabin up on the slopes, they were half starved when I found them, now they are doing just fine. I am planning to explore the rest of the coast in a weeks time and to try and find humankind. Until then I will pack and prepare.

   May 30, 1998

   I have been preparing for the last five days for my sojourn. I feel I am well suited for any situation that may arise. I have found a Remington 12 gauge shotgun and I hope I don't have to use it. I am going to travel overland do to the fact that I have the lodges All Terrain Vehicle on hand and a large supply of gasoline.

   I have loaded the A.T.V. and I plan to leave at dawn tomorrow. You know it's funny that when we live without power r clocks our bodies naturally revert to getting up and going to sleep with the sun. Hmm...

   I am bringing a second cart just in case I find people and they wish to return with me. I am prepared to make a generous offer for anyone willing to come with me. I hope to god they do. I will present myself as a leader and I hope to lead humankind to salvation.

   God let me find someone else. I'll write more upon my return. Until then I will mark my trail with red metal stakes and have Timber and Dakota follow behind to mark their own trails. If I do get lost maybe they will be beneficial to finding my way back to Telluride, home.

   June 25, 1998

   ** Note: The next day I record will be marked P. A. for post apocalypse. I will start with June 20th as the first day because that was the day this hell was unleashed on me. That would make today January 5, 0002.