My name is Simon. I used to be normal, but that memory is vague that it almost seems like it never happened. It's has been five years since I've talked to someone. I haven't seen another human in ages, though I did see many cockroaches, and for some reason many snails. I try to write my memories quick, so if anyone would find this he would know who I was, and what happened to me. But since I may be the only human left... Well, humanish it could be useless. Betty told me that I'm a monster. I would think that too. My skin has turned blue, my hair white, and even though I try to shave it always grows back. I'm alive, thanks to my insanity. My crown predicted what was going to happen, and made me built an ice cave, suited to my extremely cold temperature, where I hid in all the ten years of the Third World War. Unfortunately, only I could survive the cold of it. Any normal person would have died from the cold. It was horrible. I don't remember much of it, but I do remember some clear visions on the rare time I went outside. I couldn't notice what was real and what was hallucination, the crown made me confuse about it all. I remember that there was a lot of fire. Kids screaming, begging to die already, girls crying over their partner's body, people killed themselves every day, everywhere. I can also remember fog that was so thick you sometimes couldn't see anything for hours. After each fog, almost everyone was lying on the ground, not moving.

I really hope that I'm not the only survivor, because I don't deserve to be. This horrific crown of mine saved my life, but if it was up to me, I'd like to be dead than what I am now. I wish I could die with the rest of humanity. With my fiancé, Betty.

I miss her so much. I hope she's alive. Actually the hope of her being alive is the only thing keeping me alive.

I don't know what drives me crazier, the crown or the loneliness. I keep talking to myself, because I'm afraid I'll forget how, and though I've managed to give life to a few snow man, they are so dumb I can't even talk with them about the weather. So I try to find life on my own, hoping to find others. Though it's hard to go outside, every day I leave my cave and try to find some civilization leftovers. I haven't found something good yet. I have in my possession a broken T.V, some medicines, and some candies I found in the ruins of a market.

I'm going to scatter these pages in different places; maybe someone will find them, and know that they're not alone. I can help.

So please, find me.