
I look up as it contemplates it's meal and I realize this is it. I have lost. Man kind has all but dissapeared. I was the only hope but they defeated me. There were to many to fight off. Ironic out of the millions there is just one above me to enjoy the spoils. I don't think I'll go fast. It will gorge on my flesh until I pass. I can only hope it afflicts fatal wounds quickly so I won't suffer.