Entry 7

This may be my last entry, my mask has been completely obliterated and I can't hope to take on the task of breathing without it, there hasn't been a single other building or being in sight other than them ever since I've started following them, not to mention the feeling I've been having seems to be peaking with how badly this feels. I can't muster much strength to continue anymore but it's the only hope I have in this barren wasteland, maybe if I had experience talking to anyone since my birth or even anything then I could've called out to them, too bad all I've ever had was this mask that's helped me breathe and this notepad I've been using to record these entries.