I have followed the road to a ghost town. I cannot find any signs of life, reanimated or otherwise. It had already been ransacked for supplies by now. I expected nothing less. I climbed the clocktower to get a better look at the perimeters and found more of nothing.
It would seem as though I am alone, sine die, though not truly alone. I have my family and though I pray that I never see them again, I want them to know I love them.
I am hungry, but thankfully I have the rest of the bird to eat. I am thirsty but I left out my flask to collect the recent rains. I am sustained for now.
-G.G.
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Science FictionI fear that this will be lost to time. However, if it remains preserved long enough for a healthy human being to come across it, I hope that it is of use. Whomever finds this, please utilize my words for research of the future. -G.G. (This journal...
