I am the last dragon on the planet.

That, at least, is what I have decided.

When I woke up, I was alone. No movements. No sounds. Not even any memories left behind. I was truly, utterly alone.

When I went outside, everything was in pieces. Shrubs and trees had taken over the landscape surrounding me, forcing their way through the concrete below my feet. The buildings around me were desolate and painted in vines, hiding their histories from the prying eyes of onlookers.

When I saw the antenna, I was hopeful. I trudged into the room beyond the entrance, to a network of systems whose purpose eluded me. When I approached the main screen, there was only one message. One that shocked me to my core, proving the assumptions that I had made when I first found myself in this wasteland:


Coming 2017.