A dream.

A nightmare.

Stop it you're such an animal.

I am. A big one.

What was that?

I don t know, but stay here.

Where are you going?

I need to stop them, but I can't.

They say it only takes 2 Hours.

The end of the world killed off most of the living, but a few of us survived and resisted our turn for extinction.

We fought back and we went on living.

We were gathering supplies along these tracks, stocking up this outpost so we could defend ourselves from the infected

and the virus, our beautiful gift to the world.

I'd rather put a bullet in my head than become one of those flesh eating pieces of shit.

But I won't have to.

There was a group of survivors waiting here for me.

But these train tracks aren't safe anymore and they're the only way back to Compound U-1.

Where there's a cure, a rose blooming in this god forsaken wasteland.

I just need to find the survivors.

(Whispers): what was that?

After she was gone I wished she had never existed.

Those were days of fear, killing to survive.

Not knowing what terrors would come next.

But then I found the other survivors.

They'll be heading for the woods where the trees are still beautiful, still alive.

Where they say the infected just wander aimlessly like lost souls searching for a reason to exist.

(Whispers): Stay here.

The virus turns the mind against itself.

It will use her to confuse me, slow me down.

I need to find the survivors soon, but to do that

I'll have to get past these stupid, drooling, brainless animals.

If I can make it to woods beyond these ruins I ll be safe.

But getting there in one piece is a different story.

If I m not careful every one of these infected bastards will come running.

(Walkie Talkie): Can anyone hear us? Is anyone still alive out there?

(Walkie Talkie): The train tracks have been overrun. We're heading to the woods now.

(Whispers): Where are you going?

You're such an animal.

I need to stop them.

We're only little pretty bones

and then we change.

Like leaves blowing in the wind.

I can feel the virus flooding my mind with whispers from my past.

And blurring all of my memories from the last 2 hours

With the nightmare that always haunts my dreams.

I try not to think about her.

But she's always there to punish me.

Now I can t tell whether I'm sleeping or waking.

She s slowing me down. I need to avoid her and keep moving.

I'm running out time. I have to find the survivors.

(Whispers): Stop resisting.

Pull yourself together, stay focused and keep moving.

There's still time, you can make it.

It's messing with your head, it wants to confuse you.

You can still survive this. Don't listen to the whispers the survivors are close.

(Whispers): You're going to die.

Leave me alone.

You're wandering in circles.

Think about how you got here.

Well it wasn't safe. I had to find the survivors.

(Whispers): This was never about the survivors, they can't help you.

Bullshit. It's the virus, just ignore it.

Keep moving. You're almost to the survivors, they can keep you alive.

(Whispers): You don t want to live. You left the tracks. The only way to the cure. You're only chance to survive.

I need to keep looking for the survivors.

(Whispers): You're not listening. You need to be looking for her.

She's dead and gone.

(Whispers): You've been avoiding this since it happened.

(Whispers): You should've stayed on the tracks.

I had to leave.

You need to face this or you'll relive this nightmare forever.

The survivors are here in the woods.

(Whispers): the woods pulled you away from her.

You left her to die scared and alone!

You killed her. Murderer! (How can you leave me?)

What was that?

Stay here.

Where are you going?

Help. Help.

How can you leave me?

I only have one memory of her.

A dream.

A nightmare.

I need to stop them, but I can't.

No one can.

The time for our extinction is finally here.

And we can only resist for so long until we see the beauty of it.

In my dreams she was always leading me down the tracks, bringing me closer to her.

Trying to wake me from the nightmare of living,

and I hated her for it.

But she only wanted us to be together again.

I needed to lay to rest the nightmare that haunted me so I could face the change that was always coming.

Sometimes the most beautiful moments in life come from the worst ones.

I loved her more than anything.

But it took this to help me understand that.

The virus is the cure, but we've tried so hard to resist it.

We've been so afraid of an unknown future that we've lost sight of the beauty all around us.

Among the wastelands of our lives.

Beneath the ruins of our cities.

A rose is blooming and it is wonderful.