How long has it been? Weeks? Months? Years? I no longer know. The days have blended together into one, punctuated only by barely noticed sunrises and sunsets. Once I had dreams of marrying and starting a family but those are now all ashes. The struggle to survive, to simply exist, is all that concerns me now. Until recently, I haven't seen another human since the first dark days when this nightmare began. I
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I don't know if anyone will ever hear this but if you do let this serve as a warning. The nightmare is never over.
He's coming now. I know this is my last night. The freezer is empty. I feel sick to my stomach every time I think of the roasts and steaks we've consumed. He's in the room and preparing a syringe. I believe I should use my last minutes of life to pray.