[Spoken word deep narrating voice] After wandering around for quite some time.... [Male spoken word scottish accent] "Where...even...am I? Where is everyone?" [Spoken word deep narrating voice] He says as he wanders around the rubble. Seeing only death and destruction, as if this old town had been hit by a storm of monsters. [Male spoken word scottish accent] "O...poor ol' cunt...wait...what's that? [Spoken word deep narrating voice] The man says, stumbling over a skeleton that looks as though it had been half eaten. [Male spoken word scottish accent] "Why am I here? What fucking happened here!?" [Spoken word deep narrating voice] The breeze began to pick up and blew the stench around. But there was another smell that he recognized. [Male spoken word scottish accent] "Fire..." [Spoken word deep narrating voice] He says as a glint of hope crosses his eyes. [Male spoken word scottish accent] "That's a fresh burning smell...that means, PEOPLE!" [Spoken word deep narrating voice] The man hurries to his feet and turns to the direction of the scent of fire that has crossed his nostrils. He begins walking towards the scent only to find a wall. The wall stood about ten feet in height. [Male spoken word scottish accent] "A wall....seriously...gotta get over that wall..." [Spoken word deep narrating voice] The man looks at the wall and notices that some of the bricks had been knocked loose... [Male spoken word scottish accent] "I think I can climb this..." [Spoken word deep narrating voice] He said, as he approached the wall. Looking up he found a way to get footing and climb up brick after brick, hole after hole. After making it to the top of the wall, he pulls himself up only to lie on his back breathing heavily. [Exhausted Male spoken word scottish accent] "FUCK!...I am out of shape...or am I?" [Spoken word deep narrating voice] Rising to his feet, his mouth begins to open wide, his eyes even wider. He looks with disbelief... [Male spoken word scottish accent] "Wh...wha...what...in the..."
