It's like a fucking movie.
I thought it was a joke at first.
I mean, I joke all the time about this sort of shit.
But it's fucking real.
And not funny at all.

I made this blog for all of you who may be still alive and are worrying about me.
I hope there are some of you left.

In short. No. I am not fine.
Well, I am alive. They haven't gotten me yet, so in that sense yeah I'm fine but when I look around here the word "fine" doesn't come to mind.

I need to go.
Find somewhere safer.
I'm going to try some of your cell's again.
Don't try to find me.
Take care of yourselves.

I'll try to write again later.