Woman on an island, day 25:

I make my way deeper down the corridors, passing room after room...their all empty. Was this shelter never used and just forgotten? judging by the amount of rooms here, there had to be close to a hundred people that could fit in here but there's no sign of anyone. I find the pantry and start looking for supplies...strange- there is hardly anything left here at all. I eventually reach the end of the corridor and push open the last door but it's blocked...there's something in here! I heave with all my might and the barricade gives way! I enter a dust filled room and on the bed, sitting and laughing at me morbidly is a skeleton with one leg missing!