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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"><i>And the rivers and waters ran red and were as blood..</i></span>​</div><br/>It was quiet, so quiet here now. It wasn't exactly known when it happened. When the end of the world came. It was safe to say that it was like waking up from a dream. All those memories of growing as child, going to school, getting your first job, falling inlove for the first time and getting into fights had all been taken for granted. Remembering the news reports about a virus spreading, infecting and killing billions of people. Billions! This virus seemed to have a mind of it's own, like it knew exactly what it was doing. It hit before anyone knew it came, like a wave it washed away everything and everyone.<br/><br/>Almost..<br/><br/><br/>Never in her life would she have guessed life would of ended up this way. Breaking in to people's houses, taking things that would of been most useful to her, bathing in rivers, and traveling on foot. What was one to do when the world stopped working, like a clock that was broken nothing moved forward it seemed or backwards unless you count nature. Trees grew through the pavement of old streets and plants began to swallow up buildings. She had never seen so much wildlife in the cities, on the highways, and subways. Traveling underground was a quick way to make it from one point of the city to the other, the only thing you had to worry about were rats and perhaps several hundred tons of pavement, brick and any thing else above you. Looking at her clock, the time read Monday July 6 12:37 a.m. Just two days after the fourth and yet she didn't even realize it.<br/><br/>Megan took refuge in a mall in upstate Maryland. The mall amazingly provided everything a girl could actually ask for. New clothes, bath stuff, appliances that could be run by battery. Everything she owned was run by batter. It was a known fact that one could recharge a battery by using their own body heat. She was always resourceful though, even before the plague as she liked to call it. Why she even had a nice big comfty bed to sleep in in the furniture department. It would of been smart for her to stay here. Day after day, but pretty soon she'd get up and leave, carrying her bag and whatever adorned her and she east. Why east she didn't know, but after a lot of wrong it felt right.