Utterly Mad

Ok, here it is.
https://www.dropbox.com/s/9m627mcokmcgxes/utterlycataclysm.zip?dl=0

The crate was built and sealed. Someone would come by eventually, they would find his body perhaps. They would also find this crate. Hopefully, it would serve as a boon to whoever found it. The world seemed so dark, and all he had wanted was to help create a bastion where survivors could congregate in relative safety. This new world had conspired against him though. He'd helped clear out the small office complex near the refugee center, he'd even secured the office tower for the survivors. There was no reason life had to be hard except every reason it seemed. The evening they burned the pile of bodies, a scout came in reporting a large movement of a massive horde of the living dead. They swept through the refugee center and Kent Kamps hopes like a wave. He'd escaped to the north, but as he fled something else watched him. The wolf. He began cutting down trees and making boards in some last ditch effort to make some kind of a safe haven, and then the silent wolf attacked. His axe had made short enough work of it but the wolf had done for him as well. Lying against this crate, his last effort to aid humanity in some way, Kent waited for his lifes blood to finish it's unavoidable evacuation from his body. Somewhere nearby in the darkness, a moose called. Listening to it, Kent closed his eyes for the last time.

((As you can guess, a wolf mauled my character while I was doing some things. It nearly killed me and left me with a ":" of health in my characters head after I managed to stop the bleeding. I was killed in the dark by a moose. As you may have also gathered though, I built a crate and filled it to bursting with useful stuff I had collected. If you find it, it's yours. There are books and tools. All the tools you need to start a base in fact, except for a hacksaw and welder. There is also a highly desirable copy of the "DIY compendium" in the crate. Get out there and find that shit. I WILL NOW CALL UPON THE APA!))