Dear Diary,
After surviving for so long, I'm at the end of my life. I have only one piece of food left, the generator is going to die soon and me with it. I have scavanged all that I could but I'm to tired and old to continue. I don't remember how or why it had happened. All that remained were memories of a eternal winter to which the majority of the human population, and the entire flora and fauna of the planet, had succumbed, leaving the world empty… dead. After all was said and done, was it worth struggling every day to survive in a world that had no future? Was it worth it, to live permanently in an lonely and sorrowful state of mind?
I tought humanity could overcome anything but in the end, we'll die not with a bang but with a whimper as we all freeze to death. I'm not to far away from the train tracks, I've seen the train pass many times but it never stops and I have allways wondered what's inside of it.
Are there people inside?
Do they have food?
But what I wonder about the most is, are they happy?...
Do they look out, at the frozen world and wonder if anyone is still alive?...
I took one last look outside and I could hear the train in the distance. Before my generator dies, I'm going to enjoy, my last piece of food. An old chocolate bar, I've been saving for years...
A Wonka Bar...