The Carriers
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Chapter 1:- Prologue
I can't remember what I was doing before the end of the world.
The last thing I remember is that, at the time it was a Thursday afternoon and I was making my regular commute home. There was a lot of talk about terrorism that day. Alot of hysteria. Nobody changed their plans of course, us Britons don't, but there was definitely worry and a pensive kind of nervousness. Like a glass vase dangling ever so slightly on the edge of a pedestal, watched on with bemused grins waiting and wishing for the moment when it slips and shatters into a million tiny pieces on the hard, ceramic floor.
Yes, that was definitely what the atmosphere was like on that day...
