Damned to live for eternity, life has since long lost its meaning. You have witnessed countless global horrors, watched a million mortals die. You have learned to crave death, to crave relief.

That is, until you met Lucien. Though his origins were a mystery to you, he, too, was immortal. You viewed him as a gift from the gods. Having someone who understood you so well was a relief.

The year was 2020. A sweeping wave of disease had swept through the nation, sending everyone in quarantine. Except you and Lucien. Being immortal had its perks, really. Nothing could kill you.

With most places empty, you found it easy to break in into an abandoned bowling alley. The two of you were lying on the cold floors, side by side, hands intertwined.