Prologue

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It was inevitable, we should have known. Evolution. Changes in characteristics over several generations relying on the process of natural selection. With life's mundane tasks becoming easier every day we evolved towards extinction. Convinced that science could outsmart mother nature, and so she waited until we were at the peak of our negligence, then struck.

It was like a Hemlock delivered to your doorstep, unnerved by its innocuous picture you touch it, you smell it, you bring it inside not knowing the poison it holds. Within three hours it kills you and your family.

Just like that three years ago, a virus broke out. It was similar to influenza so no one bothered to think about it until the death rate rose exponentially then suddenly went down to zero. Only, no one was recovering. ICUs were full of people with hallucinations, high fevers, and exhibition of violent behaviors. It started getting worse from there. The disease was airborne no one was safe anymore. Hospitals couldn't treat anyone, more and more infected people started roaming around the streets, they committed heinous crimes and made sure anyone not infected, got infected. Within months it became a pandemic and the virus was given a name: Brisbane Virus.

In an attempt to decrease the number of infected people the government ordered a direct genocide. Bullets rained down from helicopters flown by people who perceived themselves as God. It would later be exposed that our leaders were infected and the ones they shot down were innocent, healthy, and sane people. My sister and I watched the news that day completely frozen in denial until reality shot in and broke down our minds, we lost our parents in that shooting and the ones responsible were never brought to justice by the law, ironically, the virus took them out instead.

Since then we've lived together, isolated for the last two years. Until now.

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