It was a plan sure - but not mine. Not by a long shot.
It had been a brutal affair. Listening to the world die. Listening to constant wind and crying out, the burning heat of flames and apocalyptic sirens. Now don't get me wrong. We all saw it coming. Like the most cliche ending to the most cliche story. People stopped fighting the disease and the crumbling government. People like me gave themselves up for experiments of all kinds. Only... that's where I went wrong. That's where my story...
