The sudden invasion of Earth from horrifying martians from Mars was far from expected. Towns were wiped out, including yours. You had managed to escape with a soldier who got separated from his group in the futile efforts to save the world. Together you had set up a small underground area, safe, stocked, comfortable. He told you all about his plans to use the sewers, collect survivors and build a new world underground. Crazy, but possible. Currently you sat together playing cards when he spoke up, chuckling,

“Ya don’t mind being my deputy when I eventually lead my revolution right?”