Day 31 of Month 5 of Year 3040

I'm all alone in here. I don't know if it is safe to go out. I saw that girl I spoke about last night, Anya, go out to try and reason with these super-smart animals, and, first, they have learned to speak English, and second, they killed her. I saw it with my own eyes. They murdered her and felt no remorse. Apparently, these animals didn't gain a consciousness with their smarts. That's when I took refuge in one of the buildings and stayed here most of the day. Now, all I need is food. I'm so hungry! I'm used to three solid meals a day, and, while it wasn't as much as I would like, it was enough to stop my stomach from growling in hunger. But this time, I haven't eaten for almost a whole day. Soon, I'll need to sneak out. Ok, here it goes. 

I snuck through the building, avoiding any noises, even the noises that seemed to be the moans and groans of humans. Once I got down to the open area, I started searching for food. I found a guard lying dead on the floor. I swallowed back the bile rising in my throat, and searched through his pockets. Perfect! In his bag, he was carrying a standard issue survival pack. All the guards have to carry them. I know that because when I was a kid, I was forced to manufacture them, a job that us kids had to do because the small areas we had to slip into to make sure it worked right proved too hard for an adult's clumsy fingers.

 The survival pack has a bunch of freeze-dried food, a gun, a knife, multiple water bottles, ammunition, a water filter, and a pack of matches. Theoretically, it's enough food to last you three days in the wilderness, and the other items are for if you need to stay longer. There is also a communications device, but that is useless now since there is no one to contact. 

I explored further, but I found nothing but the dead and the animals, some dead already. They seem to be growing because I found a cat that was much bigger than another cat counterpart in a different room. And, they seem to be... changing? That's the only explanation I have for it. They seem to look more and more like humans. Their physique is changing and becoming shaped like humans. The paws on some of the dead dogs had thumbs and their bodies were elongating and becoming more like a humans body, made to walk upright, not on all fours. I was shocked, but I headed back to where I had been sheltering before, a shower because the showering rooms locked from the inside. Once there, I locked myself in a shower stall and sat down to eat and rest. Tomorrow, I think I'll search for answers to why I survived, and see if anyone else did. Anyways, that's all for today, since it is getting dark, and I can hear something prowling around outside. I think they could hear the pencil scratching. I had best get to sleep. Good night...