Crow

he blinks his tired eyes. He couls feel the extreme dsrk pachtes under them, his lips were chaped as well. he looked around the thick fog and show. before he contued to walk in no particulsr direction. He wasnt sure if the beesting in his chest was his actual heart or judt a phstom beat... maybe he was dead... Just then he saw a shift in the fog. he slightly stepped closer, another person.. finally.. he couldnt count the days its been. he speaks in a quiet slow voice hello..? is someone here?