I'm not your average human, I have the ears of a fox, the eyes of a cat, and my piercing
grey eyes always give a particular glare to my features. They call me Wisty, and by they I mean
our leader and anyone who hates me. I live on an earth like you, but my world has become the
war grounds for demons. I know you must be thinking that there is no possible way any of us
could be taken over by beast with horns of brimstone, or men with 'devilish' good looks, but I
am from the future, and let me tell you it is true.
Don't take it from me, take it from this, what I am about to tell you, comes from my
experience and the experiences of the world I live in. The world of superficial electronics, long
unforgiving journeys, and sad meetings cut short. The world that will drive even the sanest,
insane.
Our story begins in the city of Denmark, one of the sixteen remaining cities on the
northern side of the united states the only way to get there is by train. Call me crazy but all the
planes had a major crashdown near Boston, on January 1st, 3030. The last two remaining modes
of transport, are by car or train… the train is easier if you don't want to be eaten alive by
monsters ranging from four to eight feet long, covered in blood and mucus and smells of rotten
flesh… me personally, without my sense of smell, ignorance of the law, and my hatred for the
advanced technology, would choose the train. It isn't pretty either way.
Lets just say you'd love the world if you were a computer nerd. Tech in our eyes, chips to
do your accounting, phones so big you could call it an ipad. The only way to achieve these
things is to worship the main leader, we call him Echo, but all he is is a fat, glamored, horned,
demonic, ageless man who lives and is practically worshiped. My dad and I, we lead a band of
christian outlaws, waiting to bring an uprising that'll change the world forever.