I enter the back room, of the cave, the dripping stalagmites eerily casting flickering, dancing shadows on the cave walls. I head away from the twisting and turning caverns, and creep to a small crevice practically invisible in the overwhelming darkness. After running my calloused hand over the none-too-smooth surface of the wall, I find the crack and wedge my fingers into it. With a gargantuan effort, I finally slide the solid rock doorway to the side. I am cheered by the sight of a roaring fire, and proud of my little "firebug" for hiding himself so swiftly and efficiently. Maybe he will have a chance once I am Gone.
I knew in just a few days, the Virus would take hold of me. The Virus, being called such as it eliminated all other petty flus and viruses, was released from a chip in a imitation form of the new phone Apple was producing. The Virus is why the world was destroyed. It was released into American stores by the newly-restored Soviet Union, and, in retaliation, the Americans fought back. This escalated into World War III. What the Soviets didn't realize, though, was that the very weapon they used to wipe out their enemy would bite them too. The Virus spread, and millions succumbed. Only a fraction of the world's HUMAN population was left. And yes, I meant human, because the Virus didn't kill; it took away your very soul.