This is the wrong time to be alive, we're crawling through old debris, looking for a way to safety, but it's hard to believe that there's any hope out there. This is the forgotten time, where we are the monsters, where we've always been the monsters, and only now do we realize that there's no going back. We have to salvage what little hope we have for the future. Save ourselves now or destroy us completely. But it's too hard to do anything, but dig the hole deeper. I gues we'll just have to live with the fact that we're all dying and that we'll all be dead soon.
Forget I said anything. No one will do anything any way. The paranoia is self delusion, I'll be safe when I'm dead.