It was just another boring rainy day, or so I thought. It was my birthday, April 1st, the year was 3012. Yeah I know my birthday is a big joke because of it being April fools day. I had just turned twenty-four, I was still asleep when all of a sudden a loud explosion went off about four miles out. I jolted up in a panic, gun in hand from under my pillow ready to shoot. You see, I was in the army but had a medical discharge, for quote unquote "mentality unstable." Bunch of bull right? But whatever, anywho so I suffered from PTSD because of my past in the army. In my secret closest I have every weapon imaginable, I have them cause I'm a collector.(not important right now just a side note for later.) On this day started the apocalypse. You're probably wondering who the hell I am and why am I telling you this? Well to start, my name is Roxie and I need your help. To catch you up we have to go back to two day ago.
