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Day 1,623

Last night I used up the last of my batteries trying to keep them outside the suspended pillowfort I've been hiding in for three weeks. I used to be able to look outside and see hundreds of similar constructs reaching up and over the horizon, each beautifully unique and just that little bit too far apart to reach.

Lord knows how many people tried to meet up over the years, building elaborate bridges and fabric tunnels all in the hopes of seeing another living human. There were so many humans lying around, their glassy eyes and vacant faces weren't much company - even less when the flies settled in.

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