Since Survival has been long gone, I liked to imagine that all of the builds and stuff we've made over the years were left abandoned to the point that Nature reclaimed everything. Trees grew over homes, Vines cover the sides of megastructures and animals are the only residents to the places left by those who used to come around here. I never was able to do this sort of thing, but here's my interpretation of what remains of Survival after being Abandoned for nearly 6 years.
*After your last visit many years ago you fight your way through the bushes and enter the old spawn* My god, you can barely recognize it.. It's overgrown.. *You venture to the inside of the old store / market place, a place one bussing with life now lays quiet..* *You hope to find something of interest* *You stumble upon the remains of a player in the spawn* My god, it's... it's... saul1337! *You inspect his body and the area around him* *You notice his gear and the huge wound on his head* Poor guy.. He never left I guess, must have stood guard all of those years. He must have died fighting off hoards of monsters that tried to overtake this place as their home after everyone else left. That's the type of man he was, a strong lone wolf with his heart in the right place. I wish he didn't perish but, it is a fitting end.. The heroic end I expected for him. *Flashback to ten years ago when saul1337 entered the market to steal everything left of value but instead tripped and hit his head on the side of a table and died*