It's not what you think it is...

To whom it may concern,

I stand here, alone, and there are corpses all around me, as far as the eye can see. It is probable that I will join them soon...these are most likely my final words. The attack was swift and sudden, we could do nothing to defend ourselves. We used to be so many, but now we are so few...is there even a "we" anymore? Am I the last? This is a nightmare, surely...if only that were possible, but alas, my mind is not so corrupted that it could conjure this.

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