Ten years ago, a deadly plague ravaged humanity. There were seven billion souls on our planet; now, there's just a handful. Our extinction event has come and gone, but a few of us did survive. We're the lucky ones, born with a rare genetic adaptation that gave us immunity to the plague. But the intervening decade had been brutal and unforgiving; so many more of us died. I was eighteen years old when I watched my family die one by one. Now, I am alone. I've managed to eke out an existence amongst the ruins of our shattered world, but there is so much danger that it's a miracle I'm still alive....
Ten years ago, a deadly plague ravaged humanity. There were seven billion souls on our planet; now, there's just a handful. Our extinction event has c...
The virus came from deep in Africa. By the time they had a name for the disease, it had wiped out half the continent. Within a year, it had decimated our world. Now, ten years later, our species is on the verge of extinction. Only a few of us have survived, those lucky enough to be born with a natural immunity to the plague. We scavenge amongst the ruins of our old civilizations, picking out a living from the devastation. After a decade of living a solitary existence, I have found a family, one that I would do anything to protect. Then tragedy strikes in the blink of an eye, and leaves my...
The virus came from deep in Africa. By the time they had a name for the disease, it had wiped out half the continent. Within a year, it had decimated ...
Tomorrow. For ten long years, that was a word that none of us really thought about. We lived day to day, and scrounged a living from the ruins of our dead society. But, now that is changing. Survivors have begun to flock to my cause, and with each new person we become stronger and more self-reliant. The virus is still here, in the air, in the water, in the food that we eat and inside our own bodies. Only our meagre immunity stands between us and the walking death. Viruses mutate, though. It could still claim us all eventually. But in the darkness, there is beacon of hope, a shining light to...
Tomorrow. For ten long years, that was a word that none of us really thought about. We lived day to day, and scrounged a living from the ruins of our ...