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Prologue
War changes the lives of people. It causes them to want, to
need. It
makes them suffer through the bombings, the screams of children,
and the
image of their own fathers being torn apart by metallic gunfire.
It poisons
their souls and disrupts their daily activities. It wreaks havoc
amongst their
loved ones and even their not so loved ones. Yet after war,
crime,
punishment, and peace is only a matter of ludicrous reasoning.
For there is no
peace, there never was. People celebrate, dance, sing, dance
some more...Yet
even beyond the emaciated and finished realm of the frontlines,
the task of
scrambling to survival continues on, away from the gunfire, away
from
everlasting flames, away from what was written down within our
history
books...
I suppose an introduction is a necessity, but being that gaudy
of my
inside thoughts was of never something too great. It used to be
calm, in the
nited !tates that is. "f course that was before the whole system
came
crashing down with the calculated attack of parasite born
vectors. !ure, one
will eventually look back on this god#damned $plague% and laugh
at what was
to occur. It was lovely, &ust damn lovely to think of all
those who struggled,
paraly'ed within their soaked beds, &ust waiting for it to
end. "thers decided
to end the reckoning faster and simply &umped off the
bridges which dotted
our lands. "ne day, people will ask the (uestion as to how it
happened, or
better yet, $what the hell happened)% *ut for today, and this
week, survival is
&ust another key to success. For me, +ate Weissman, survival
is only the task I
was given. he ob&ective was simple, at least in the old days
when supplies
were still abundant # go gather some of this, go get some of
that. Forge some
supplies and medical aid with gau'e and alcohol, or buy some
bandages. -ow
Ive lowered myself to simply scrounging, like rats when rats
were still
abundant, for anything I can to keep on. Years of harvesting,
burning,
growing, and hunting had completely depleted the resources of
my
hometown of "kanagana. -ever was it a prosperous place in the
first since all
the surrounding areas seem to take the attention and caused the
city to grow
slowly. owever, after the /ussias dropped their mos(uitoes on
our nation,
everything changed. he dry arid nowhere land of "kanagana
became
perfected, mos(uito free, and safe...for the time being
anyway.
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-ow one might ask, $how did malaria spread this far again)%
he
(uestion is both simple and complicated. It was the great
scientific revolution
that drove our ability cure illnesses. owever, the same
technology was used
to cause illness. 0nd with that possibility brought the
probability. !oon, we
couldnt even wait to &ust leave the cities which we knew so
well &ust to avoid
the sight of death. 1ikewise, that was also the day I watch my
own father get
shot in front of me. I still remember the crimson &uices
that stained the earth,
the same crimson li(uid that was so desperately searched for by
those vile
insects. *ut that was a decade ago...
