A Letter To Any Survivors

The last person alive, a letter to any survivors, that may find it

It's always a weird feeling, the last person alive in the world, well at least I think I am. I don't know how much mote of this I can do, it's lonely, no friends, no family. I'd say it has been six months now. A virus that spread like wildfire, we stood no chance, it was airborne, sweats, fever, sickness, vomiting, it would catch you off guard, you feel fine one minute and the next, you were on deaths door. It makes me wonder how I avoided it, I lived in the city, it's packed, well, was packed, now it's just me. I've got supplies, plenty of them, I'd decontaminate anything and everything I need to touch or take, maybe that is why I lasted so long, clean freak, scared of germs and bacteria. It was fun at first, I could do anything I wanted, I could go into any car dealership, take whatever car I wanted to and rag it around the streets, no cares in the world, no one else's safety, just me. Food, drink, walk into any restaurant and cook and eat whatever I wanted, I was living like a king. I loved it, but I was alone, that's when it started to set in. I was alone.


A couple of months in, nature started to take over, animals started to appear on the street, gardens, parks anywhere with some kind of nature, it blossomed, it was amazing, the night time was even better, because the city lost power eventually, there was no light pollution, I was getting around on the night with torches, complete darkness, you couldn't see a meter infront of you. Terrifying thinking about it, the fear of the unknown, was there anything lurking in the dark. Even though it was so dark, the night sky on a clear night, was the most beautiful thing you would ever see. Was all good and well to look at, but when you've got no one to look at it with, whether that was a friend, family member or significant other, it just doesn't feel the same.


Even now writing this all down, I'm alone, I've forgotten what my own voice sounds like. No human contact, it makes you go insane. So that's why after six months of just being alone, it's time for me to try and find people, see if I can find anyone, am I truly the last person in the world. If I am I don't know what I would do. My plans are to travel, I'm taking a 4x4 from the car dealership just across the round from the house I have been living in. I'm going to hit every possible city, fuck it, even country if I can, see if I can find any signs of life.


I have left this letter here, if you are reading this, there will be a radio in the draw underneath this table where you have found this letter, If you find it, radio me, let me remember what my own voice sounds like, give me hope that I'm not the last person alive. I have left a map with all the cities I will be going and routes that I will be taking, follow it, it will be nice to speak and see another person.


I hope you find this, I wish you the best, I hope we find each other, be nice to have someone again, or maybe even a group of people, wishful thinking, but who knows?


Hope to hear from you soon.