Boot Camp

I have established more information about what occurred. It seems that there were two major world powers here - the "Nerds" and the "Jocks" - and that the Nerds released some sort of neurotoxin that they had developed an antidote for. The "Jocks" responded with an all out nuclear attack, with the innocent faction the "Rebels" caught in the crossfire. This proved disastrous; the Nerds had no immunity against the mutations that the neurotoxin developed in the presence of massive gamma radiation, and the Jocks superior physical conditioning merely made them even more vulnerable to the chemical and biological agents that the "Rebels" released on both sides - a pox, I believe, in essence. On both of their enemies.

There is some speculation, however, that many members of all three factions escaped somewhere. I have not been able to establish the details yet. I do know that civilisation is on the brink, and that all three factions now work together if not harmoniously, then at least effectively. Resources are extremely scarce. Here is my dormitory at Boot Camp:

As you can see other than a board game specially treated to resist the elements, it is essentially just an awning. There are 4 levels below ground; here is the next level:

I have claimed the bedroom in this level and used a simple electronic locking device that the humans are unable to break. It is my last, however.

These humans are much stronger than my own race - or at least they would be normally. It is clear that they are used to being able to move heavy objects around on their own; only the muscular degeneration they have suffered prevents them from doing this now. I must be careful not to anger them. Similarly, I must try to fit in; I have discovered that I am able to eat their food, but I dare not prepare any myself lest I accidentally poison someone.

I have been identified as a promising Business student; my obvious skills in science and astrogation are meaningless to these primitives, and I must effectively relearn what I know so as not to expose my origins. During my first two terms here I gained access to their science facilities but they are far too primitive for my needs. I remain hopeful that Baby remains alive, but I have tentatively began interpersonal communications with a few female humans in case some form of generational ship is eventually required to escape. The thought of cheating on my wife on Takis fills me with horror, but I am sure she will understand, though there are days that I despair of ever seeing her again.