Wastelander

the-dream-diary:

Night dream - 20 March

Post apocalyptic dystopia society.

Me and a classmate. I’m an a labyrinthine cave/railway tunnel. We checked the digital screen for a route out. I was looking around, and I was told to run. I look back and a man is chasing me.

I began to fall behind. I trip and fall. I try to defend myself by grabbing his leg and unbalancing him. He doesn’t fall.

He smells unwashed. His hair was thick with grime and lice. I was merciful his smell was the only one I had smelt today. The caves can be full of stench. But his crotch was a worse smell. A hundred rapes. And more lice.

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classroom in chernobyl