This note is found in a ruined house in Port Valbury: Old Town.
Several of our neighbors have moved away. They've had enough of the growing garbage problem and the sudden surge in crime here in old town. Omeer and Shara are the latest to leave. Shara was crying when she begged us to come with them. But our business is here and we can't just pack up.
Food around the city is starting to be rationed. Shops are closing. Alden and I are keeping our shop open, but he has started hiding cheese and other food down in the basement; just in case, he says. I wonder if maybe Shara was right. Maybe we should be leaving too.
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