i look towards the horizon, wondering what happened. i am the only one left able to move. i am constantly moving around, looking for more places to live, survive and hide from the abominations that turned this planet into what it is now. they came 5 years ago, claiming they were refugees. they lied. 3 years ago, they killed all the worlds leaders, then froze all time. i hear a cracking noise and see a rip in the fabric of their time spell. gradually, things started to move. that day, i almost cried with the joy of having other around.