The Lone Wanderer

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Day 74 since nuclear fallout. Diary entry number 50. Time 6:23 PM. Temperature 32 degrees Fahrenheit.

I awoke to a kind fellow today, who took me in late last night. As I recall I had a gash on my thigh, he stitched it while I asleep. Or, erm, passed out from blood loss. He was a very kind man, and he later told me he too was a wander. He just had a hell of a lot of equipment. I have a notebook, a knife, and a pen. I later bid him farewel,after he fed me and gave me water, and continued my search for nothing. Wandering across sheer desert.

I encountered many rotting animal carcasses, and human skeletons. I took the bones for sharpening. I wish I could write more, but it is getting increasingly cold. My estimates are it will reach -14 degrees by morning. All for now.

Day 75 since nuclear fallout. Diary entry number 51…

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  1. Avatar Mighty-Joe Young (A.K.A Strong Coffee)(LoA)

    wow that is why they call you apocolypse.

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