I am in no mood for their business today! I'm too damn tired. Always hammering, always moaning, always scratching. They have moved past the fire pit. I need to clean it. Damn so much to do today. No relief for my constant suffering. It's cold, I ran out of paper to burn and no wood either. I have one last piece... No i must not burn that. My last memory to the world before IT happened. Before HE came to town. I should have known what he was. It was the cold stare the moaning oh the moaning. The doctors had to tie him to the stretcher, it didn't help, he bit her and now. Now they are here just me and them. I should have not been at the hospital. I'm wasting my time I'll be on the roof broadcasting for the survivors.