[Pre-apocalyptic Germany - 2942]
Little Agneth had her dress clenched in her hands as she ran away from a strange man. The man seemed to be in his twenties. He had jet-black hair and dark eyes. His sharp features only added to the terror. There was a mole under his lips. Agneth had memorized this characteristic. Anyone with dark hair and dark eyes, having a mole under the lips, was to be avoided.
Agneth had managed to hide behind an old and smelly dumpster. That was the least of her concerns. She wanted to cry out loud. She wished to close her eyes and hope all this was a dream. All these men chasing after her with their unusual movements drove her insane. And why did they all look the same?!
"Hey!"
