The bonfire is going right now. I am writing by it's light. We had a succesful hunt yesterday, and we had hot, fresh meat last night. It was a nice change. Three days ago another man arrived here. He was greeted by us, as all newcomers are. He was tested by one of the doctors. He's sterile. This man was very charming. But, as we found out a little too late, he was an evil man. Those people still living are too few, and every life is precious. This man got a thrill from killing. He was caught trying to kill me. We had no choice. Killing, now when there are so few people, is the worst possible crime. Even worse now than before the war. He was killed. While that might sound hypocritical since every life is precious, it was necessary. If he lived he would have killed many more people.
Like I'd mentioned before, those of us still able to bear children, and those males able to make us pregnant, have been given new status. It is us who lead the others. The first law above others is that all murders are punished by death. We can't have one person taking the lives of many others.
Now that we're finally creating rules, and laws again, we've gathered everybody into a closer knit group. Things are getting better. We will survive.
We must.
Christine
