Radical

Something is coming; something she cannot control. Imprisoned, endangered, divided. Loyalties are tested and broken. Something approaches; something that cannot be stopped. Its already begun. Running. Hiding. Fearing for our lives. This is what came of it. Were trapped here. Prisoners. Separated from people we love, guessing at what might have happened to them. If theyre even alive. Im haunted by dreams, nightmares that feel so real. I see Ryan in all of them. What does it mean? What should I do? How do we stay alive? Something is coming. Something wildly out of our control. We dont know what it is. How could we? Were isolated, yet surrounded by thousands of strangers who might join us or turn on us at any second. Loyalty is hard to find. Trust is easily broken. The truth is impossible to discern. All I can doall any of us can do is pray that were ready when it comes. But how can we ever prepare for this?