Prologue

November 17, 2962

There’s nothing anyone can do to save her. The doctor said we can put her into an induced coma until there’s a cure, but there won’t be one. There’s no cure for this damnation. This is what the human race gets for being a plague of its own. A disease, a parasite. Growing, spreading, consuming all in its path and leaving nothing but destruction and despair. This i. . .

Prologue

November 17, 2962

There’s nothing anyone can do to save her. The doctor said we can put her into an induced coma until there’s a cure, but there won’t be one. There’s no cure for this damnation. This is what the human race gets for being a plague of its own. A disease, a parasite. Growing, spreading, consuming all in its path and leaving nothing but destruction and despair. This i. . .