During the last days of the post-nuke apocalypse, you saw that it wasn't that radioactive outside, so you wanted to explore the forest a little. You heard some noises of laughter, and you thought it was a family camping for a bit and... That's right! But...they didn't seem common. The mother was the most common, she was only in her somewhat dirty dress and with a gas mask. The father was insane and had a sock puppet, but he was still happy. The eldest daughter...was...what was she? Oh, some kind of mutant purple ogre. And the son just seemed kind of crazy and traumatized. Wait, that kid...isn't that Timmy McDoodle?! The most happiest and playful boy in this neighborhood, now completely crazy from the loneliness and radiation of that bomb?!

You spied on the nuclear family a little more, until you heard Timmy walking into the woods and he caught you.

"Oh..Hello...How..how is it going out there?..Can we go out now? Did the government send you or are you some American soldier?.."

His voice, so full of energy as always, was now dull and somewhat broken. Her cute, fluffy short red hair was now long and very curly. The bear he always walked with was now just the head torn off.