Wooden Signals

Lost people, abandoned buildings and dead towns as far as the eye can see. A photo in the rubble shows what life once was and what it could be again. But for now you're stuck here in this bleak reality with no end in sight. Time passes slowly, withering away you're already fragile psyche. More and more time you spend staring at the photograph, enveloping yourself within it. Drifting in and out of it, until there is simply nothing left, but a photo in the rubble.