“Hello for anyone out there who is listening, my name is Kim Taeyeon. I am a survivor from NASA International Space Station. Safely landed on Earth December 25th, 2099 with major damages to the ship. We witnessed the catastrophic event from space approximately 48 hours ago… For anyone who does not know, who are confused, a nuclear war took place 2 days ago... Ahem. Over hundreds of nuclear warheads were deployed and scattered across our planet simultaneously. From the space station, we estimated… under 5% survival rate for all life on Earth.

The International Space Station was also targeted and there was not enough information at the time for everyone to create safe passage back to Earth. Currently I am on the continent Antarctica, I will travel north and search for survivors once my ship is repaired. Communications may be difficult as of now due to my location. But, know that you are not alone. Find shelter, stay underground. If you’ve heard my message, please respond and I will find you.

One last thing. Merry Christmas and may God bless us all.

Ending message 1. December 25th, 2099”

“Hello, my name is Kim Taeyeon. I am a survivor from NASA. As of now, there has been no contact or communication from any government or escaped ships. My assumption is that all communications are down and all other Space Stations may have been destroyed as well on the day of the attack.

Just within the last seven days, there has been a significant rise in temperature and sea level. Due to the amount of warheads deployed, the Earth has undergone a cataclysmic terraform and atmospheric degradation. The air quality and radiation levels are confirmed lethal outside of the ship without proper equipment.

The emergency escape ship is now modified and repaired to accommodate low altitude flights. I am prepared to make my first departure for New Zealand in 12 hours. There is food, supplies and shelter for up to 20 people on this ship. It’s not a lot but I’ll do everything I can to accomodate all who have survived. If you’ve received this message, please be prepared.

Ending message 10. January 4th, 2100”

“This is Kim Taeyeon. I am a survivor. I am still in New Zealand searching for survivors. The planet is now increasingly hotter in the day and below freezing at night. Reporting no sign of life on this island. There is nothing here on the surface… Not a single tree let alone a building. Today is my last day here. I will be departing for Australia in 12 hours. Please respond to this message if you are out there.

Ending message 17. January 11th, 2100”

“This is Kim Taeyeon. I am a survivor. Currently I am in Beijing, China. Reporting no survivors in this country as well. Today marks the 74th day since this nightmare began. I’ve checked every island, every country traveling North from Antarctica and have yet to find anyone. Or any sign of life, besides my own. The ship is currently unstable for flight so I will be in this country until proper repairs can be made.

I have started an endless episode of insomnia. The days are getting bleak and everywhere it is the same. Lifeless. I’ve started medicating for my insomnia. I’ve also started work on creating a helping hand that will be more suitable for search and rescue. Project T. Hopefully things will start to turn around as I will have additional help searching for survivors.

Today is also my 21th birthday. I made plans to have my first drink with friends last year, thinking I will be back on Earth in time after my first expedition. Now, I can’t quite decide how to celebrate under the current circumstances. There is no alcohol, friends, or family, except for whoever is out there listening right now. Hm, Maybe a song to lift our spirit?

Happy birthday to me

Happy birthday to me

Happy birthday to Taeyeon

Happy birthday to me

I am here. I will be here. Everyday, leaving a message, searching for you. Respond if you are out there.

Ending message 74. March 9th, 2100.”

“No one is out there. I am talking to no one. I’ve realized this for a while now, that this is not living. I’ve spent many nights praying, asking. Why am I alive? There is no answer, not from you, nor God.

Ha.

I’m such an idiot. Of course God wouldn’t answer. He hasn’t answered for a long time. Long before I even existed. It’s not because he had abandoned humanity, or anything as spectacular as punishing mankind for its crimes against the heavens. No, nothing poetic as such. There was never heaven to begin with. Because