If you find this, my name is James Rubinek. I'm a trader from the Hub - thought I've found a new route to markets east. Guess I know now why no routes go through this Godforsaken place. Leg's broken, can't get out, and even if I could there's those crazed ghouls and those digging things waiting for me.
Please, get this note to my ex-wife, Anna. Tell her what happened. Tell her how I died. And I guess you can tell that cheating bitch I hope she's happy with that limp-dick Rory Spencer.