Our town was small, but a fraction of England's small country, a miniscule part of our world, even smaller compared to the universe our planet belongs to.
But it was big enough for the townsmen and women. It was our home.
The town itself looked scarily similar. But the people themselves had changed more than any of your childhood friends.
It got them. It got them all.
This is just the beginning. The beginning of the end.
Prepare yourself because you never know.
You could be the next victim.
