Post Apocalyptic Day 193.

A man is standing in an empty room. He's wrapped in a black sheet of cloth and has a white mask over his face. He's staring at the wall. On the wall there's a crossed out carving of a girl. He stays there looking at it for hours.

Later he goes out for a walk. He walks dragging his feet along the dust of the dead world. Rusted homes, broken buildings, droughts everywhere, he...