Humanity has seem to vanish, no life form of existence. As the days grow old, the skies become darker and all that use to be beautiful and astonishing to gaze at transforms into dark, death, and living evil. The once voluminous American trees are now dark, twisted, and petrified. This land that was once strong and independent is now vulnerable and filed with agony. Secluded skies, and a aroma that's drenched in wrath. The darkness begins to take over all. A bad era has formed among us. This living hell is beyond my suffering. In the dark just me, myself, and i. No one to comfort me, I'm the only one beyond belief. My mind isn't exaggerating, everyone is extinct.