"Four years later I was born however we lost our protectors my mom died soon after I was born and the undead surrounded us only eight percent of the nation and the world was safe from the undead when I became six years old we had lost another six percent and on my seventh birthday we lost half of our remaining territory and on my eighth birthday we lost most of our remaining territory there remained only one defensive barrier around the nation that protected us and however this defensive barrier was around the thirty story mansion where my ancestors lived so the reinforcements and defense around the mansion was at least four billion times greater than all the other defensive barriers combined unfortunately it would be taken away from us after thirty years of being the sole defense wall between us and them. On that day began our counter attack as I fought back and kept the undead away since than we were safe as long as we stayed inside the mansion." After the story the sixteen year old warrior known as Alexander looked around patiently at everyone inside the room. Inside of the mansion two thousand and four people and the underground floors housed another thousand and six people this was all that was left of the living three thousand and ten was the population. There was enough food shelter water and resources to last us for a thousand years of eating like King's before having to start rationing out resources which would hold us over another thousand years before having to start starving and cutting people off completely my ancestors were talented to say the least. The underground floors are being used by our scientists and researchers who are searching for a method to rid us of the undead.