Dear Diary

DAY 1

Things were super heavy yesterday when they started sounding the alarms. I was unaware of the chaos when it began, and it really came through like a tornado. Psychics and the like have been predicting this for a while now. Few people really took it seriously, and the ones that did still made jokes about it. But either way, here we are and the world is forever changed now.

My name is Tyler Skylar, and I make pop music for the masses. Or at least, I used to. I was actually meant to be on a cruise ship tour around this time, but I declined because my intuition was telling me it would be a bad idea. I guess it was correct, because everyone on that ship is dead now. One of my closest friends and a major pop star in her own right, Marina Jewels, was on the ship. A very prolific artist and honestly a huge tragedy to come out of this whole situation.

She gave me this heart locket that used to belong to her grandmother, and I was so close to accidentally throwing it out several times. I grew more sentimental about it after the news broke that she died.

NIGHT 1

They told us to stay indoors as much as possible, and that the military would be around to check on everything. However, there was news of the meat eaters (I know, such a silly name but that is what they’re being called) infiltrating military and government spaces.

It’s still unclear to me how exactly this happened, but for sure I know it was at least one human’s fault.

From what I do understand, it was an experiment gone wrong. They were trying to create something to aid the economy, but it backfired so badly. One thing led to another, and someone in the lab ended up turning into this creature. To me it sounds a lot like something that would happen in a sci-fi novel, and what makes it worse is that quite a bit of information was purposely not disclosed.

DAY 4

I forgot to write for a few days. I had been working on some music that I’m really proud of.

It honestly feels like I’ve been in this house forever. Thankfully, it’s two stories high and has plenty of windows for me to watch the chaos outside. Not to say that I enjoy it, but it beats the shit that plays on tv these days.

One thing I get to do a lot more is meditate. I had gotten into it a while back but being so busy, it got difficult to take time to rest, recharge, and regroup. I am very grateful for the time I get to just be in my own head, despite all the nonsense happening outside.

Meat eaters. I’m still upset that this is the name they chose for these creatures. Yes, they eat meat, but I feel like I’m in some childish video game.

I’ve seen what they can do, and the name they got feels like a pizza/porn promotion or something. It almost seems like their intention is to destroy the human race, but possibly this is a stretch. I doubt that their minds even work the same way as they did before.

They are very aggressive and it’s understandable how one might get to do so much damage. They’re still human and to most of us, it isn’t very pleasant to harm something that looks so similar to ourselves.

I know for me, I’ve only had one bad encounter and it was my older brother. Honestly, I didn’t even really like him all that much, so it was kind of fun doing what I did to protect myself. I don’t think I would share this with anyone else, so consider yourself lucky that you’re reading this; assuming anyone is around to read anything.

NIGHT 4

Sometimes I really do miss my brother, but not as much as I miss anything else in this world. Occasionally, he would be a little less of a nuance and it was alright. I remember one time he showed up to a concert of mine and gifted everyone his artwork. Normally I might have considered this to be an act of selfishness, but this piece was pretty selfless and spot on encouraging.

Our parents don’t really get along as much as they do, and if it weren’t for what was going on in the world, I’d predict a divorce in the near future.

DAY 5

I didn’t have many close friends, but it is bittersweet reminiscing on all of the wonderful people in my life before this. Marina for one, is a human that comes to mind. I think if we could have a conversation about all this, she would tell me she died because “her soul wasn’t interested in all the nonsense”.

Marina was such a wonderful friend and I feel that if there were an afterlife, she would be in the best version of it.

There are delivery drivers and certain markets are still thriving. As long as one can protect themselves on the road and doesn’t get massacred by those creatures. It’s a very interesting situation, witnessing people try to carry on like normal while also defending themselves from the creatures. Occasionally, there will be something on the news about a business owner ‘tragically dying at the hands of a meat eater’.

I am so appreciative of the fact that I built such a wonderful fan base, and while I do call them fans, I also consider them friends. I have one fan that was talking about how she was making deliveries and had to chop down an old friend because they were attempting to eat her. She told me about the fear in her veins as things went down.

It is a pretty scary world lately, and I’m Hoping this does not last forever.

The brother I mentioned, was actually a lead songwriter for me. Very talented but outside of songwriting, I absolutely despised his existence. He would constantly berate me and then deflect any chance he could. I’m not saying I’m glad I was the one to kill him as a zombie, but I am glad he’s no longer around to bug me. Especially in a time like this, where survival is top priority.

Our mother was so distraught when I told her, but ultimately, he was already gone. She attempted to place blame onto me, but essentially, there was nothing I could do. I’m just thankful he didn’t take me down as he did when he was alive.

DAY 7

I forgot to write the last couple days. Not that survival is extremely difficult but I think it’s more so the stress. I’ve had more fans hit me up and I am so thankful for that.

DAY 8

It’s only been a few days apparently, but my mind has traveled quite a bit in this time. I’ve been thinking about my life before all this went down, and honestly, it was pretty tragic. Just never ending tours and promotional recordings. I really started feeling like a puppet and as wild as it sounds, I’m grateful for the meat eaters.

Occasionally, a meat eater decides to come looking for me and I have to step outside to wreck it for my own protection. They only have human strength, but a human can be pretty destructive when they don’t care about preservation.

Whenever I look outside, there are bodies everywhere. Presumably, some of them are meat eaters, while others are the victims. I can only imagine the type of chaos and suffering that some homeless people have endured through all this.

NIGHT 8

Tonight was one of those nights where nothing made sense and all I could do was cry. I thought about Marina a lot today and I ended the night clutching her grandmother’s locket with tears in my face. I almost believed I could feel them both in my presence, and that they were telling me that everything would be alright in the end.

Her grandmother was such a light in this world and so was her granddaughter. I still remember how I felt the day the news broke; my heart sank just as quickly as the ship did.

Yikes. That was meant to be humorous but I regret sharing it on paper. Now I’m crying and laughing all at once.

DAY 11

I woke up to someone on the radio saying that everything would be fine. Looking outside, things do seem relatively peaceful. Some men in hazmat suits came to clean things up, but there are warnings that the cause behind the outbreak is still out there.

I’m not sure what the future holds but it’s definitely going to be a lot different than it was. Most major stores have had to shut down or completely change the way they function. A lot of smaller businesses had been thriving because people started relying more on the local community.

The population of the world is significantly smaller now, and it's a bit difficult to say whether or not this is a good thing. I guess we shall see.