Day 1

Something... Terrible happened.

I didn't know what, nor why it was happening. But the world... It was shrinking. At first I thought I was hallucinating, that it was just my mind playing tricks on me. But then I realised, no. It wasn't my brain that was working wrong, it was the whole world.

It... was an understatement to say that people immediately started to freak out, and panic at the sight before their very eyes. Some became understandably unable to accept the situation, and had gone mad. They didn't even put up a slight resistance. Hell — some of them even embraced it and ran into the sunset. — They never came back.

Day 2

People started noticing the pattern of how the world shrunk, it seemed that the furthest parts of the world from us would begin to be effected first. So we are temporarily safe within the city.. How long that would last? Oh, if only I knew at that time just how fast everything collapsed.

Food and water still weren't a problem yet, since there was plently of supplies within the city. But that would quickly become an issue if we didn't do something about it.

Day 5

The city wasn't safe, it never was. We noticed that more and more people started to disappear every day, at first we thought that they followed the footsteps of the prior mad ones and simply left.

But we quickly realised that something more sinister was happening, people weren't going mad and leaving. No, they dissapeared completely. Almost all of us witnessed a person just erased from existence, he stepped into shadows and was simply... gone.

Day 14

It had been two weeks. After just two weeks, almost everyone was gone. The darkness was swallowing the entire city, we could now only see up to the end of our street before everything simply wasn't there for us to perceive.

We grew scared, and fearful at what could possibly be the culprit responsible for taking away people without a trace. But the only ones left are the ones who dealt with more loss than we should ever had anyways. Familes broken, friends and lovers torn away. All we could do was mourn over the loss of our loved ones and silently cursing the mist, that was what we started to call it since day 6. As always, food was becoming scarce. I had made it my routine to check the radio when I wasn't worrying over my survival... At least my dog had plently of dog food left for her to eat.

Day 20

David and I... We were the only ones left.

David, his mind wasn't in the best state. He lost his eight year old daughter two days ago, and his wife also disappeared yesterday. He spent more time griefing than sleep, I also wasn't in good shape. I might not have any relatives or loved ones in this city, but my dog... she was found dead and her corpse was half eaten by a madman. I had to... put him down, that was just four days ago.

Day 21

David was gone, I wasn't surprised by that. Now only I remained, and half of the street was gone too.

Day 22

...Why am I still alive? Shouldn't the mist already take me today?

Day 23

Maybe I'm somehow special? Or is this just the mist toying with me? It certainly wasn't helping my mental health.

Day 24

End this, stop playing with me! I had nothing left to lose! Everything outside my bedroom is gone, I can't see anything. I feared the darkness that I would find if I were to open the door.

Day 25

Supplies were running low, the radio only contained the ever present static and the occasional wails of distorted voices within the white noise, tempting me to end it all.

No signs of anyone coming to help me. Just like yesterday, and the day before that... The city had been infested with deep silence for almost a month now. I couldn't see anything besides darkness outside my window. No escape was in sight, and I could only pray that someone would come to save me. Or just to let me know that I wasn't alone... That I wasn't the only one left on this planet...

The only thing I could hear was myself, and the candles slowly burning away in my room.

Day 30

I couldn't even feel my legs, they were gone... consumed by the darkness, I thought I could make out silhouettes in the dark. They were calling out to me, to reach my hand out to them.

What else did I have to lose?