Day 4
You know I didn’t think they’d really leave me down here this long. I was sure that they would come back down after a few days to at least see how I was doing. I’m beginning to think that Cylons and humans alike have both just up and left! How could they, I know its tragically disappointing that Erf can’t be inhabited but I thought they might stick around for just a few days at least out of curiosity.
The hardest part of life on Erf is that you can’t eat or drink anything. After a while I figured it was better to die of radiation poisoning than of thirst. I found a hospital and I took some 2,000 year old radiation meds, gee I wonder if that’s past the expiration date.
Day 5
This morning I found an Anders Live! poster as I was rummaging through a demolished apartment building. Not far from it was a solar powered digital music player. I thought for sure I would get to hear Anders rock out but even though it powered up it didn’t play anything. I guess digital data won’t last 2,000 years on a hard drive after all.
It got me to thinking though that there must be some survivors somewhere here on this huge planet, after all even when we nuked Caprica there were plenty of pesky survivors. Even after all this time maybe with some solar powered equipment I might find them, maybe underground or something. Problem is my radiation sickness is getting worse and I won’t have much time to look for them.
Day 6
Today is the day I need to look for a place to die. The sickness has me in its death grip. I haven’t much time left so I curled up on the beach to watch my last sunrise. I didn’t really learn much about my ancestors but at least I get to die with them, better that than to die at the hands of Cavil. As the sunlight hit my face I felt warm and content for the first time in a long while. I am ready to let go, I am home, I am done.
Suddenly a shadow covers me and the chill makes me open my eyes. I sit up with a start.
An Erf Centurion is standing in front of me with a guitar in its hand.
TO BE CONTINUED……