• "Today is a beautiful day in NecroCity! I advise that you put on the sunscreen and head to the beach !" said a radio host enthusiastically.
    "Hey, Xi, did you here that? Let's go to the beach!"Exclaimed a skinny, dark skinned red headed girl. Xilus looked at her with indifference. "What is it?
    "Hmph." replied the pale, red headed teen. "You can go. I'm going to the graveyard." Before the girl can say another word to Xilus, another voice interuppted.
    "Hey wake up! Or are your ghost friends stopping you again? Haha!" said a low voice.
    "What? Oh it's you again," said Xilus with contempt. "I hate you and this place so much." In front of Xilus were two burly men in bulky suits. One was trying to keep in his laughter. He just can't take my words seriously, can he?, thought Xilus. "So, what's for breakfast?"
    "Something that will make all of your ,hrm, voices go away, haha: green slop with little brown specks!" replied the man again. "So get off your bunk, Xilus, and get your food."
    "Fine. But dont expect me to finsh it in here." Xilus was pointing at his mouth with a threatening smile. Tired of seeing the two men, he walked out of his cell. Everywhere he looked, he saw half- faded people walking around and making insulting faces at the guards. The guards could not see them, but Xilus can't help but look at them.
    "Hey! Where'd you think you're going?" demanded one ghostly face.
    "I'm just going to get some of the crap that they serve here." replied Xilus.
    "Who are you talking, too?" questioned one guard.
    "I'm just talking to that guy."
    "What guy?"
    "Him."
    "Who?"
    "Never mind," replied Xilus with a sigh. The guards looked at him with confused faces. Just another affect, though Xilus.
    It has only been three years. Three years since it happened: the apocolypse.