Prologue

I'm not quite sure how to start this. Should I say hello? Should I say my name? My age? Where I'm from? I'm sure there are a million ways of starting to write something like this; I just don't seem to know any of them. So I'll start with this:

First of all, I'll greet anyone who might be reading this; hello there. If you're looking for a good story, you might want to look elsewhere. I get the feeling this isn't going to be the most well-written thing in the history of the world, and there'll be a lot of blood and gut and gore, but then, you might like that.

Second of all, I'll say a bit about myself. My name is Avalbane Carter, and I'm twenty-one years old. Nowadays that would be positively middle-aged. I remember when it wasn't, and by God do I miss those days when I didn't have to live in constant fear, or struggle to survive. When I knew for sure that, barring some tragic accident or disease, I was going to live past my sixties. Now I don't think I'll even reach thirty.

But I'm getting ahead of myself, aren't I? I suppose I should start at the beginning, 'cause anyone actually reading this probably has no idea what I'm talking about. Then again, anyone reading this probably can't even understand anything past a constant need for human flesh.

Wait, that means no one would be reading this, right? So why am I writing this all down? On the off chance that, by some miracle, other humans actually managed to survive and find this? Somehow, I doubt that will happen, but maybe writing will help.

Anyway, I should probably stop blathering on about nothing and start the story already, shouldn't I? I don't want to bore people, though I've most likely done that already.

Wait, I should introduce it a little first. I'm banking on the fact that, if there is actually someone reading this, either there are small groups of humans still surviving out there, and one of those groups has randomly stumbled upon this, or the human race has made a comeback and populates the earth once more.

Oh wait, there's a third possibility, isn't there? Aliens have found this document and, through either knowledge of the language or a translation device, are now reading this. That one is for all you sci-fi fans out there.

Well, now that that's out of the way, let the story begin.