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On May 3rd, 2028, Regulus wakes up, listens to NPR, and goes to class.
A few hours later, he sees his first dead body.
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“No funerals,” Regulus murmured.
“No funerals,” James agreed. “Probably for the best, otherwise I’d spend the rest of my life in a graveyard."
Regulus glanced around them. Stray cars littered the road, ransacked and destroyed. There was trash, papers, and wrappers faded beyond recognition. The billboards were all the same as they’d been seven years earlier, frozen in time. 'The end is near!'
No shit.
“I think it’s all one big graveyard,” Regulus said softly.
