It’s been more than a week since I recorded what I’ve found. Not that it matters, since I haven’t really found anything. Except more dust and crumbling posts. It’s like something wiped out everyone here. An apocalypse. No, an A-blogalypse. Oh dear. That was not good. I’m starting to make …
It’s been another week and I still haven’t found anyone. There’s a strange sense of being watched. Every so often I feel one or two people watching from the shadows between the posts. I woke up the other day thinking I heard that woman sobbing again, but just like before …
It’s been 50 days since anything came out on the blog. It’s kind of like a ghost town here. The streets are empty and there’s a thin layer of dust on everything.
