Wounded(watty2017)
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This is Daniel..?
Intel sending to headquarters..?
I have been searching over the cities for life..
But all I saw was those man eaters, zombies...
Yet i haven't seen humans around my searching area..
Searching for humans is still going on..
Our cities are completely bombed..its not easily recognizable..
The wooden house are completely burned by the firestorms while the concrete buildings are destroyed..
The rivers are filled with the corpses of humans.. It's a shame they are not alive..
Many times I got out of water but I have found a river which is not infected..
And after walking miles away from the cities I have found a place which is reach for trees and pure water..
I think we humans can start new life from here..
We can build back our houses..
We can grow trees here..
We can spend time together without facing any kind of danger..
We can live happily..
But one more thing..
Am feeling like am walking my last steps..
Am feeling like am breathing my last breath..
I am completely wounded..
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