Apocalypse: Did I Release the Virus?

I woke up feeling completely drained, and a bunch of thieves had broken into my home. Hilarious. There was nothing worth stealing in my bare-bones house, so I deleted my account and ran!

Thieves: “What do you mean, tomb robbing? We’re archaeologists, okay? Excavating ruins! You can’t call archaeology theft! We thought we’d dig up treasure and reach the pinnacle of life. No, we thought we’d uncover history, advance research, and benefit all humanity. Instead, we dug up a ‘huge problem.’”

No need to explain anything. I’m out. Don’t dissect me for research. I walked away from the big home I’d built without a second thought. I’m all about wandering the world and living free.

I may not remember a thing, but my memory is excellent. I’ll remember this grudge.