Valencia and Lucian have been carefully guiding me. Showing me. Seriphina has told me the name. Leon has trained me. We are still running from armies, but they always fall. We found another boy, too. He's like me, but he has a lovshke of the moon. But I always have dreams of a crying, ginger girl. X-752 grabs her before I can help. Something's not right. Something is falling.

The apocalypse. Running, hiding, surviving. Getting separated, then finding others. Finding out what's going on inside. Saving, then running. Meeting, then fighting. I'm Starr. And I want to tell the world what's happened to me. (Brooklyn, I couldnt've done this without you. Thanks.)