January 26th, 1995
The radio is broadcasting again. It just constantly repeats orders to remain sheltering in place. The reading is still around 1,000 R/hr, which would probably kill me in thirty minutes. Everything I read says that it’ll be safe to go outside in two weeks. There’s no reason this has anything to do with me, it can only be a terrible coincidence. In any case, I’m grateful for what I have. Will try to update less often to save power.