Alone

We always knew the world was going to come to an end, whether it was a nuclear holocaust, a deadly virus, or hell, even a zombie apocalypse was possible. Well, natural selection chose to use a virus to end our way of life. Although, I believe that before the virus hit, humanity was already extinct. Left in its place was a bunch of savages.

How else do you explain police gunning down potential innocents, or people doing the same to officers, that bled justice? How else do you explain people thinking rape and sexual assault was okay? In the old world, heavy drug use was acceptable, which would explain what happened to everyone's intelligence. It was shot out their lungs in a smoke cloud. Sure, those all are heavy topics, usually avoided like the plague by common man, but that was before the common man was wiped out by a plague.

The virus was called the Crane flu. The media named it after the doctor who was confirmed to have brought it to the United States. Poor, bastard, he'll forever be known as the man who killed America, funny it wasn't a president to ruin the place. It only took the virus a year and a half to wipe us out. It started in some undeveloped, South American country, I forget which one, where Dr. Crane was helping heal sick children.

These children had reports of fevers, the chills, and severe coughing. Coughing strong enough to blow the little piggy's brick house down. When the children, became even more severe, they began coughing up blood. Maybe that's why the wolf failed at knocking down buildings, he was using wind when he should have been using blood. Blood is the reason, the whole system crash. If you get infected blood in your body, you were a goner. However, it could take weeks for the victim to even know you were infected.

At first, it was under control. From the moment Dr. Crane stepped off the plane, he was detained and monitored. However, even, the safest vaults have to be opened once to put something in them. One of the doctors escorting Dr. Crane to his quarantine quarters, had a leak in his hazmat suit. Infected blood weaseled its way into the suit. Thus was the beginning of the outbreak.

At first, you would see a few poor souls, admitted into a hospital on the news, but after a couple months, they were filled; Like a soup kitchen on thanksgiving. Riots of course broke out, and martial law was put into place. That didn't do anything to calm anybody down. The government started rationing food, and drinking water. Soldiers began abusing their power, if anybody pissed them off, your life was shot down abruptly.

But, even the strongest of warriors fell to the Crane virus. The Virus had gone airborne, so the military's fancy gadgets became useless. Only a gas mask stood a chance, but even that wasn't guaranteed. Soon enough, the government stooges were thin in numbers. The system crashed, there was no longer a governing force in the United States of America.

A cure was eventually found, but with no one willing to make it, only a few thousand doses we're made. That was a miracle in itself. The cure was only temporary; it was more or less a repellent. The few labs that were making the stuff, began giving one vial per survivor, but like any poor soul that was shown kindness, they became greedy. The labs were ransacked, and the machinery to make it, destroyed. With the amount of the cure diminishing, friends began killing friends just so they could live a little bit longer. What is living if you have no one to live with it though?

All that chaos started when I was just sixteen. When it started, I was with my parents, in New York City. Living there, it was a miracle I lived. Cities were death traps, the virus spread like wild fires in cities. I remember the day I left the city, it was the day my whole life changed.

My mother had just passed away. If you thought the virus had killed her, you're wrong. A savage had murdered her, because she was nurse, and that beast was afraid. Three days after her funeral, I was in my tiny room, trying to put up a fortress. I felt so alone, I thought no one could fill the void. My father had become distant in so little time.