"Hi, my name is Johnny Storm, but many know me as one of the Fantastic Four, 'Human Torch'. It's been fourty-seven days since the outbreak began in Latveria. Many of us were hit hard, loosing many while they gained many more.
Peter, Reed, Frank, Clint, Steve, Carol, T'Challa, Hank, Logan, Magneto and I are all that remain as of now. At first our plan was to rescue whoever we can and get somewhere safe, but we soon realized there isn't a safe place, all we can do is run. So we came up with a plan to escape this dimension, find a better reality. For the most part, we just might do it," "JOHNNY! JOHNNY YOU GOTTA GET UP HERE NOW!"
Johnny quickly got out of his seat and ran up the stairs. "FLAME ON!", he shouted, engulfing him in flames, just then Magneto drove the final nail into the undeads brain. "Hey, I needed that," Reed said saddly, "My bad," Magneto then lifted the nail out of its head and handed it back to Reed. "On second thought, I can do without it. Oh, hey Johnny." "Flame Off I guess? Ugh, I left the camera on. Anyways, where's T'challa and Peter?"
"...Out."
