By The Rain

I was cold. No not cold in the physical way, cold in the numb one, the one that makes you feel like “I don’t understand the point anymore”. Why am I feeling this way? It probably has something to do with the situation I’m in, yes I’m in one of those dystopian situations that everyone reads about or watches in movies. Except this one is real. Let’s flashback for a second. It all starts with a man named Ivan White…

Sometimes I wished I was the only man alive, what was the point of all these people? That’s why I created the super bacteria, the infection that swept the world of the poor helpless peasants, I started my plan with a chip that was free with it came a million dollars, a chip that had to cut the skin on the top of the hand to be inserted into the skin, I made sure bandaids weren’t issued to patients, I had a mega-sale day, a day where everyone got the day off of work, and I made it rain at exactly 3:00 PM, the government has been manufacturing rain storms for years, all it took was a little money to a senator and I could have a rain storm at 3:00 PM, little did that snot know I had a connection that worked on the CLOUD and I had my connection (a very well funded one) insert a little thing I like to call “The Super Bacteria” into the water of the CLOUD, something I obtained from my other well-funded connection at the HIR that experimented with these kinds of things, when it rained the water went into the people’s wounds from the chip infecting them with a bacteria resistant to all antibiotics a bacteria that kills in mere hours a bacteria that once in the body of a human is living on them making any person who comes into contact with an infected dead the irony to this is that I had a weak immune system meaning if I were to be infected I would die within seconds which obvsiouly I wouldn’t, of course I didn’t at the time want to be the only one left on earth so I had the most wealthy people pay good money to live in my underground city I called Eden, they also had the resistant shield installed in their own chips, so that the only way an Edenite could get infected was by the rain, now thats what I call a perfect plan by me Ivan White.

The narcissist elite created this whole mess the only way I survived was because of a chip malfunction, somehow I got the benefits of an Edenite, I remember the day of the mega-sale like it was yesterday, the next day Ivan White came on TV, and laughed saying “This world was never meant to support a bacteria, the only way to cure it is to kill the bacteria with bacteria” it was at that time everyone realized why the world was dying around us.

Of course, I didn’t always want to be surrounded by people so I created a fail-safe, the tower where everyone’s shield could be turned off, and I could be the only person alive in sweet peace without the grating noise of people talking or laughing, the noise that only reminded me of a time I was happy before my daughter died of cancer, the plague caused by the plague of people.