Fight For The Dead And Gone

Prologue

Hi there.

You must be wondering, who is this? Well, I happen to be able to answer that.

I'm a killjoy. A rebel against the evil idiots known as Better Living Industries. Who are they? They're a company trying to make us take these fucking pills which kill you on the inside. You forget who you are, and all you feel is happy. Everything of you is gone. Everything you know, everything you hate, everyone you love. If you rebel, they're after you.

Of course I rebelled, so did my family. A few months after the 'Great Fires of 2012' happened and BLI took over, we were found. The Dracs broke into our hide-out in Zone 3. I was twenty-one, and I watched as my mom, dad and brothers were shot dead while I hid in the next room, as I looked through the keyhole. I had only travelled with them so I had people, and now they're gone.

Now, I'm twenty-seven and living my life with my girlfriend, Midnight Marauder. We spend most of our time in Zone 4, only because we found a run-down place we could use as a hide-out there, but we patrol the Zones through the days to kill as many Draculoids and S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/Ws as we can.

The S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/Ws are harder to kill than Dracs. They're stronger, faster and, if I'm honest, scarier than anything else. If they find you on your own, it's time to say so long and goodnight because it's next to impossiblede to escape them without help if you ask me (some may disagree, though).

BLI know what they're doing, which frightens me a bit. Not many things scare me, but their plans definitely do.

I'm Blackout Crypt, and I'm here to destroy Better Living Industries.