My name is Zoe Williams and I am running for my sisters' life. No matter what happens, regardless of the agony that is spreading through my body and slowly crippling me with each step, I have to keep going; even when the inevitable happens, and it'll happen soon. My name is Zoe Williams and I need to remember everything before it's too late. My time is almost gone, my breaths shallow and the irregular sounds of my feet slapping the dirt are lulling me into a semi-consciousness that you only experience in your last moments on this world. My memories are disintegrating, falling apart at the seams as they fall into the fringes of reality and beyond. I need to pull them back from the brink of existence and fight to keep them for as long as I can; once I forget them, I will stop running. Then my sister will die. My name is Zoe Williams and I need to go back to the day this all started, the day that caused the long, tortuous deaths of millions of innocent people and that stated the agonising fight for survival that those of us lucky enough to still be alive have to endure. Memories will slow down the process, the change that almost everyone will face or has faced at some point. My emotions come from my memories and that's the only thing left to distinguish me from them, the only thing stopping me from killing my sister like they will if I don't run far enough. I need to die with the image of her smiling face still fresh in my eyes. My name is Zoe Williams, and this is my story...