Started as a review for PZ, turned into dramatized little snippets of my gameplay with friends. Enjoy!

These are the end times. There was no hope for survival. This is how I died. If I am to die today, tomorrow, or even weeks from now, so be it. But I will spend every day fighting for the next, until I can fight no more. My name is Matthew... This is how I died.

After a disaster, you think you can be ready to see the places you love ruined. But are you prepared for the opposite?

Writings, graffiti and various scrawl that tell of warnings and dangers involved, of final goodbyes and farewells to friends. A collection of last-minute writings left behind by survivors.

With the civilized world falling apart all around him, one man finally has to admit that the job he clung to for a sense of normalcy is no longer possible when the lights go out for good. But his unfailing sense of duty compels him to adhere to one final step before he has to leave behind the last vestiges of his old life forever. Even if there's nobody left to appreciate it.