Survivor-The Devil Wears Prada

[00:16.27]Like most that have made it this far, [00:26.40]I live off of old canned goods and a healthy back stock of ammunition. [00:46.86][00:36.71]Greetings from extermination, Kansas - death in the midwest. [00:57.18]Even with the godless reaching my property every few days, I am tortured by solitude. [01:02.34]The whispering of the cornfields haunt me like the moans of my undead enemies. [01:12.50]My depression grows stronger: its bitter claws around my neck. [01:17.66]I will always be tortured... tortured by solitude. [01:28.02]Will anything get better for me? [01:43.34]Will this sickness ever leave this world? [02:03.86]I am haunted, I am haunted by all that surrounds me. [02:14.22]What Ive known has been taken from me. [02:24.38][02:09.03][01:48.51][01:38.16]I have watched the world die, all I know now is regret. [02:34.70][00:06.02]I am one of the last few standing, a survivor on a farm, [02:39.87][00:11.19]Just along the outskirts of a small city. [02:50.05]No one living has been within this house since my wife died two years ago. [02:55.23]Another occasion of when the undead came across some innocence... [03:00.40]...came across some innocence. [03:15.71]I will never see through this nightmare. I will never know sunlight again. [03:25.71]I will never see through this nightmare. I will never taste her lips again [03:30.81]