Nick's Post-Mortem
I have to specify that because the last one got mistaken for Nova
>December… what does it matter?
>It’s the end now.
>I’m surrounded.
>My heart’s thumping.
>I can’t…
>I tried to run, only for some of them to grab me.
>I screamed as they began to tear through my flesh.
>I can feel the heat leaving my face.
>The lenses of my gas mask only get foggier from my tears and my screaming.
>Mom… I’m sorry.
>I just… I just wanted to make you proud.
>It shouldn’t have ended like this
>And as the cold washed over my body, everything went dark.
>The light at the end of the tunnel.
>So near, yet, so far.
>Even if I try to run towards it, my body refuses.
>Everything stopped hurting.
>Just a constant hunger.
>Am I even dead?
>Who was I?
>What is my name?
>It’s so hard to eat… with this gas mask
>What was that noise?
>”… Another…”
>
>Ow...
>The air no longer feels cold
>My face feels… warm
>I’m… in a field of flowers
>Sitting up, I see my bandmates… were they waiting for me?
>My mom’s here too
>I embrace her one more time
>I missed her so much
>The others join in
>I’m… I don’t want this to end
>Please, don’t take them away from me again
>As the scavenger loots the corpse of the blue-haired Baryonyx, he finds a wallet in her pocket
>Inside was a torn photograph
>Her, a purple triceratops, and a pink raptor
>Looked young
>The back had the words “SWAMP BABIES 4 EVER”
>Wherever they are now, it’s hopefully better than this
> It's not like he should care, given his desperate situation
>He stuffed the photograph back into her pockets, stealing whatever was in her backpack and such
>He then walked away, stepping over the fresh bodies in his path
>Today was just another day