The beginning of the end.
Throughout history and throughout time.
Through many many eons of countless people foreseeing when our beloved home planet was going to end or predicting a catastrophe of a cataclysmic scale would wipe out all life on our blue planet.
Who would have thought that such a small seemingly inconspicuous and invisible microbe would be the death of all humanity?
The year of 2042.
That was the year when the entire human population of planet earth, the economy and the governments of the world had collapsed within the span of half a year. It was all due to what seemed like a harmless, virtually invisible virus that infected the world. A pandemic of sorts the world had not seen since the pandemic of Covid-19 back twenty years prior.
But the one key ingredient to this virus was the ability to make the deceased who had succumbed to the virus seemingly rise from the dead and come after not only the living but also animals and other deceased people alike.
Day by day, week by week and month by month the virus spread like a wildfire, spiraling out of control, Vaccines had no effect it seemed like and doctors and scientists who were renowned for their expertise in medicine and sciences were stumped and by the winter of 2042...
Humans as we knew them, once a proud, naive and loving nations of people. Whose cultures were varied and diverse was no where to be seen...
All that was left of these people now a relic with the dead roaming, pillaging and devouring what was left of any survivors that lay low in forgotten countries, states, provinces and cities alike.
One survivor seems to remain, not knowing when or where others might be and as she wanders these horrendous filled streets.
Will she have what it takes to survive this...
Seemingly joke-on-humanity...?