I am out of food. I survive on whatever I can find...though I am certain it will not be long until I mistakenly consume some type of poisonous berry or seed, or the virus finds me on the wings of the wind. My strength diminishes everyday, and with it my will to live.
Three of my companions succumb to the virus...I am not certain how. Whether it was transferred by air, water or through the food chain I will never know. God only knows how I am still here...and why.
My strength to survive lessens as I endure the most horrific solitude I have ever been faced with. No human was meant to live like this. Everyday is a struggle of unfathomable proportions. In my mind I fight the depression of wondering if this the end of man's time on this earth.
Watch this link...I has kept me going, kept me alive!!
