August 18th.
Noon, twelve o'clock.
The temperature dropped again, reaching around 33 degrees Celsius outdoors.
It has been a full 72 hours since the volcanic eruption.
Three days.
For three continuous days, the world has been shrouded in darkness.
Not the kind of gloomy overcast skies, but as time goes on, the sky grows darker and darker.
So dark you can't see your hand in front of your face, darker than the night itself.
At least at night, there used to be some moonlight, but now, not even the moonlight exists, just darkness!
A darkness so pure it instills fear.
Now, for all twenty-four hours of the day, there is no distinction between day and night because it's all the same - just darkness outside.
Night gave humans black eyes, yet with them, they seek the light.
Never have humans longed so desperately for light.
Before the apocalypse, there was a punishment called the "dark cell."
