[ WP ] You 're the last person on earth - but thank god Pokemon Go still functions ! You amuse yourself by catching Pokemon as you travel so as to not feel so isolated and alone . One day , on your screen , you see in the distance that someone has set up a lure .

Humanity had n't witnessed an epidemic this devastating since the bubonic plague. 
 
 It began slowly, then spread exponentionally as most diseases do. I remember the day my brother, an EMT who was constantly in contact with the troubled and dying, came home with a headache and a loud, persistent cough. Everyone thought it was just the start of another flu season that a shot would be enough to cover, my mother chastising him for not getting a vaccination quick enough. 
 
 That is, until we found him dead in his room, the glow of his 3ds illuminating his glassy, blank eyes. 
 
 After the results from my brothers autopsy came in, it was discovered that the disease had a long icubation period, meaning that people could become infected long before any symptoms were detected. 
 
 Shorty after the body count began to rise, airports and highways were shut down and curfews mandated, we were told our city was ground zero, and my family, along with my dog, were placed in quarantine, any news of the outside world brought to us by the slow wifi we could connect our phones to. 
 
 The days in quarantine were made somewhat more bareable as the hospital staff placed lures around the few pokestops we had access to. I would proudly show off my new Charizard and Scyther to the nurses, the only people left I had to talk to since the rest of my family had gotten ill and died one by one. 
 
 For some reason, I was the only one in my immediate and extended family who was immune to the disease. For a short while I thought somehow my dog, Dessa, was too, until a strain of the disease mutated and spread to animals as well, sending my faithful akita to meet my family. 
 
 When I had been cleared to leave quarantine the city had been reduced from a couple million to just over a hundred thousand and dropping everyday. I took solace in camping out in the graveyard, spinning the pokestop planted on my brothers grave, collecting items and occasionally placing a lure. I owned all the gyms at the hospital I had been quarantined at, and entrusted only the Arcanine named Dessa to defend the only gym in the cemetery. 
 
 Every week or so I ventured out of my camping spot to go into the city to get supplies, occasionally running into someone. Usually they would avoid eye contact and act as terrified as I felt, some times they would turn out to be dangerous and rob me, and the one time someone had tried to rape me I plunged my fathers hunting knife into their crotch and ran as fast as my emaciated legs could carry me. 
 
 On the eve on my eigteenth birthday I realzied it had been three months since I had last seen anyone, had a gym taken from me, or spotted a lure. I decided that I was the last person alive in my city and that tomorrow I would hang myself on the cherry tree by the cemetery entrance, as humanity was doomed anyway. 
 
 That was, until, my phone vibrated. If I hadnt been so far gone I would have screamed, but instead I disconnected the phone from the battery pack and read the single notification from pokemon go that read, `` Attention Trainers!'' 
 
 Confused, I slid to unlock and saw my team leader, Candela, delivering an'urgent message'. 
 
 `` Trainer! We need your help! An evil organization by the name of TEAM ROCKET has captured the legendary pokemon MOLTRES, ZAPDOS, AND ARTICUNO! We need you to report to Professor Willow's lab in Sanfransico, California so that we may all band together to stop their malicious scheme! Do you accept?'' 
 
 San Fransico was where Nianitc headquarters was located. Accepting meant leaving my home, my family, and traversing the desert just so I could continue a game that I had basically already completed. Obvioulsy whoever was manning the servers at this point was trying to gather all the living people who had access to this game in one place, to maybe try and start a new society of people that were immune to the disease. 
 
 I looked to my left towards the headstone of my mother, then to my right towards the headstone of my father. My sister and brother were on each side of them, respectively. I laid down between my parents, hit decline, and began tying the noose for tomorrow. 
 
 `` I'll see you all soon.'' 

