Are you still in there? Please, you have to help me. I'm in pretty bad shape, and I just can't do it anymore. You know what it's been like since the world ended, and it hasn't gotten any better out here – those things are still walking the streets, preying on stragglers, and you know what they'll do if…

Well, that's where you come in. I'm hungry, tired, and scared, and I'm too weak to keep dragging you through the rubble. I know you're wounded, but you have to snap out of it. Goddammit, can you hear me? Are my words getting through somehow?I've heard you mumbling… you can't just dream this all away, like you're still living your old life. It's not last month – you're not watching TV or sitting on your ass browsing the internet, that's over. Help me! I can't do it all by my–

Oh, Christ, they're coming. It's too late, I've got to go. Listen, don't wake up. Maybe it's better this way. Maybe it won't hurt.

I tried, I really did.

I'm so sorry.

Goodbye.