Day 1

It's been, I think a week since I found this laptop under the rubble of the Luxor Hotel in Little Heathrow. Once upon a time it was just a little town in up state Conneticut but now; well, now its hell, hell on Earth. The planet knows what that feels like now-a-days. I've been completely alone for 3 days. My best friend had a chunk taken out of his arm and to save my life, he took his own. He blew his brains onto the wall: waist of a shell if you ask me. He couldn't have just taken a pistol, y'know, a semi-automatic, I got a lot here, glocks, berrettas, don't matter which one he picks. But no, he picks a shotgun. I ain't got many shells left and he wastes it on his head. What a waste of a good shell. I get back to you periodically. I don't know if you're out there. Hell, ever since the radio and the tv and the phones went down, I'm not sure if I'm the last guy on Earth. But I managed to get the internet back up. I don't know how this is gonna work, but I gotta do my. My name is Jamie Simmons, I am survivor living Conneticut, if you're out there, if anyone is out there, please! Reply to my blog...