I look up and see the faces I have yet to remember. I turn and see the family I have yet to remember. I don't know where in am. I see nothing. Only [i]Darkness[/i]. I have been here for centuries. I am only one of 43. But I am more important than I know. I see the future. I see humanity torn apart. I see the city torn from existence. I see everyone I have ever known erased from reality. I see the inevitable. This is the past the present and the soon to come. For how can there be a future when it eventually comes to an end? If it comes to an end there must be some set place and time. And if there is that set place and time it must have already happened. I think I was a scholar. I have memories of joining some sort of war cult. Memories of them putting me though something that will never let me leave. That takes my pure soul and rips it apart. My physical body is fine. But my soul is here. I have watched the same thing over and over. All history replaying it's self. I see the hate and the sin. I see the light and the darkness. Then I see nothing. But wait...I haven't seen this before....I hear it call my name...it says I will remember what I have seen when I am ready. It says I am all that's left. [i]Hello. I hear as I climb out of the device. What do you remember? They ask.....[/i] [b]"nothing"[/b]