Day 6570:

Dear Reader,

Today I should be graduating to year eighteen, the mark of acceptance into society. I should be walking across the platform in Station One with the rest of the Unplanned and receiving my certificate for completion of young life. Today, should have marked the last of the uncontrolled civilization of Earth. Tomorrow, the Planned should have been released for the first time.

But that's not what's happening. As I sit here, writing for the last time in this dreaded document, I have to make sure the world knows what happened in Area 37 of Planet Earth. You, Reader, have to tell them. We were the test subject of a cruel proposition and if the rest of the world were to follow, I can't imagine the destruction that would follow. I'm looking down at the ruins of a once overly glorified city right now and its catastrophic. The efforts of a group of two hundred and thirty seven young life citizens was greatly underestimated.

Reader, save the rest of Earth from this certain madness. I beg of you, don't put this document down until you've read every word. I need you, the world needs you, to be the certain saviour from these dreadful times. When you've finished reading, take this to Leader One. He will know what to do with the information I've collected over the past year.

I know none of what I've said makes much sense, that's why you have to read my document. I'm taking this page from the back and placing in the front to make sure you read it. You have to read it. Start at the beginning, mandatory documentation is a subject I'm sure you're familiar with and Area 37 was no different. It will give you a better understanding of the changes that occurred here in the past three hundred and sixty seven days. I'm depending on you Reader, the world rests in your hands.

-Kathleen Marella: Number 24 of the 2037 Unplanned in Area 37.