The city lay a waste land before her eyes. A fight she had lost and no longer could fight. The Aliens breaking through the atmosphere, killing everything and anything in sight. Women and children, often gathered and exported somewhere in a flash. She knew this was something even she could not protect the city from. Not when her wife was one of the women gathered and teleported somewhere. She neede...

4379 St. Petersburg circle. A house that sat merely three houses away from his own. Blackened by nature, flora taking over the front yard and the walls of the house. Windows and doors heavily boarded up. In all his memories, the house has looked exactly as it did this day. Never changing, and always desolate. His mother had said she had pictures from her childhood, and the house always looked the ...