The Lone Wanderer

(Based off a strange dream I recently had)


There once was a Man who wandered a world left in ruin. Completely Alone and always Walking in a pointless search for others. Wearing a White Jacket with a hood and a mask that covered his lower half of his face to hide his identity. Lost in a world without anyone. Traveling the world on his own. A world where only wild animals and strange dark creatures of the night roamed the earth.

Armed with a slingshot, pistol and a crowbar he travels, raids houses and loots them for things to survive. Avoiding Conflicts not worth ammo or risk and smart to make a safe barricaded room when resting for the night. He even Scavenges for Supplies off of old buildings. But out of everything he still hopes to find someone in this nightmare that he knows.

But who is this man stuck in this nightmarish world. He always carries his legend of Zelda Wallet and wears his White Corona Jacket with pride. And carries an iPhone with pictures of his family and friends. Along with a few photos carried in a book with his friends and family in it. Always placed in his bag for a trip back into a time where everything was great. If I would not have guessed I already know who this man must be. He knows there are some paths that must be walked Alone.


And that man is.... Me, the man who is known as Storm Ridge Mann.

And if this dream is true... Then I have a long journey ahead and I am left uncertain of my own future for me... And my family.

The End