It's cold....
But I'm alive... that's what matters anymore right... I'm alive.
7 more body's were found washed up on shore today. We don't know where they're coming from. They looked like the rest of them, gray skin, blood shot eyes black growths covered them head to toe... Eliza said we should study them.... I think throwing them in the pit works just fine, but she kept one anyway for her research... I don't know what she thinks she'll find but if she's so adamant about it then who's gonna stop her... not me.... food is running low, Ash and I are going to the woods tomorrow anyway, might as well find some food while we're at it. He better not try anything stupid this time... I'm not in the mood for games....
The stars are pretty tonight....
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An end of an Era
FantasyWhen the world comes crashing down who will be there to document it, but more importantly who will be left to read it...
