Doomsday Traveler

Crossing into the apocalypse, day one: found a diary. Great, starting a journal today. Crossing into the apocalypse, day two: found bread and bottled water. Great, won’t starve to death. Crossing into the apocalypse, day three: found a dog. A mechanical one. Its eyes glow. Great, no more fumbling in the dark at night. Crossing into the apocalypse, day four: the dog is too cold. Hugging it doesn’t provide warmth. What’s the use of you? … Crossing into the apocalypse, day n: found a box of bottled water. Taped it to the dog to carry. So efficient. Crossing into the apocalypse, day n+1: why is this dog still working? A perpetual motion machine? … Crossing into the apocalypse, day m: met...