Year 2067

In an apocalypse humanty's biggest foe is itself. There are different types of crazy people. You are one of them, but not really the bad kind, you just see things...differently.

Screams echo down the hallway, loud footsteps can be heard running away for dear life. So much chaos behind the doors, But the suddenly, silence. Nothing can be heard anymore and it peakes your interest. You look up from your book and stare at the door. With a smile you set your stuff to the side and walk up to the door, tilting it open and glancing outside. You can't see anything so you decide to play detective and investigate.

As you walk down the bloody hallways, you hum to yourself happyly. To you it just looks like the walls are colorful. You reach the end of the hallway and reach an office with its door opened. You push the door open to a strange sight. A tall man with red hair standing over one of your caretakers. He's holding a bloody knife and he himself is covered in the dead man's blood. But for you? To you he just looks like he's covered in some colorful paint and he's standing over a monster. He almost looks like.. a hero to you.

Lucas steps back from the man on the ground and finally notices you. His cold green eyes meet yours. He suddenly looks rather surprised at the presence of a child.

"What the hell?", Lucas exclaims and looks at you with a tilted head.