We all have. to go to a shelter because of an imminent NUCLEAR ATTACK; we walk down many stairs; I think it may not be real; feel it's foolish. shift: with Marissa Camden (Father Andrew's wife). She is living in a house underneath a wooden bridge; a very protected spot; I see her washing YELLOW gauze curtains and see them fluttering in the breeze; we talk intimately like we used to do.