I’m in the woods now. I made a fire. There is plenty of wood to use. I was hoping to be sleeping in a bed tonight. I found the town that was on the map. At least I think so. Nobody has lived here in years. There are several wooden houses half buried in the snow. I’m growing worried now. The further I walk the more I risk of wandering into uninhabited territory. Frankfurt is the furthest inhabited point in Europe. Everything beyond it was a frozen and uninhabited wasteland. It’s far too cold to live there.

If I was following a road there would be clear signs of where to go. But since I’m out here in the wilderness I can walk right past that point without knowing. I could be stuck here for the rest of my life. I’ll try to turn around and head back tomorrow. I hope I can still make it back to civilization.

My sleep kept getting interrupted by sounds in the woods all night. I heard wolves and some kind of bird, I’m not sure. I was too worried to go back to sleep. All I have to defend myself with is a knife but I’m not exactly a skilled combatant. I began to doze off at some point in the early morning hours. I don’t if it was a dream or something but I thought I saw you there, Eliza. I thought I could see you there just beyond the reach of the fire’s light, standing there among the dark silhouettes of trees. I know it couldn’t possibly be true. It must have a trick played on me by my tired mind.

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The fire was out when I woke up and I was freezing. It was day but the snow was falling heavily and a wind picked up – a blizzard. I was trapped in the ruins of this town. While the decrepit houses provided some shelter it was far from the protection of four solid walls. I focused on making a new fire and to keep it going all though the day. It was all I could do to keep myself warm and alive. My food had started to run low so I started to ration it. But you wouldn’t believe how hungry cold can make you. I’ve been melting snow and boiling it. I’ve been drinking hot water to fill my stomach but it’s not enough. I can’t eat until tomorrow. Well at least I’m warm.

Thankfully the next day the blizzard had stopped. I could leave this place but going back now seemed an impossible task. I could find my back to where I was three of days ago but from there – I’d be lost once more. The blizzard no doubt buried all my previous tracks. Perhaps that is a good a thing because I’ve been having this feeling that something or someone is following me. It might just be my mind playing tricks on me but on my second night in the ruins I once again thought I saw somebody there. I hope I’m not going crazy from lack of food. Dying in this place already sound bad enough, I don’t want to lose my mind here as well.

I found an old half buried sign and stated going in the direction it pointed. Perhaps it leads to more ruins and perhaps not. If what I’m walking on is in fact a buried road then there is chance it might connect to another road, perhaps a more used one. This gave me some hope that getting out was still possible.

As if some sign of fate a Blimp flew past me. They use those here to carry cargo and people. They didn’t see me but I know if I keep going in the direction it was headed then I will surely find civilization again.