Introduction
Genetically modified organisms is what
got this whole damn world in the mess it's in right now. Since the
beginning of GMO, human resources have resulted into food options
that eventualy limited their mobility, raised obesity, and even
increased the rate of depression among human beings. Once everyone
began to realize that this food was causing so many health issues, it
became clear that they had to stop eating processes foods all
together and start growing their own. A majority of humans converted
to being strict vegetarians and grew their own gardens. Others,
unfortunately, developed a different taste for protein and began
eating each other, rather than hunt for animals. They figure the
best way to prevent food corporations from gaining profit was to
start an organization that allowed cannibalism.
It was a combination of PETA meets
Chainsaw massacre, only they didn't violently attack innocent people
with chainsaws—not at first. What they did was dissect the people
who died of heart disease, diabetes, and what-not, cut away their fat
that they fed to their dogs, and eat the rest. What people didn't
understand was the the GMO food that was already digested from their
new-found resources, was that it continues to mutate if consumed a
second time. This started a chain of problems.
Once the mutation started, people
could no longer wait for the others to die. It all started with
nibbling on their fingers, and eventually their necks. Eventually
their bites became deadly and began a stream of zombie-like
apacolypse for the human race. The only difference is, no one is
undead, they just have a hunger for people living and breathing. And
the only people living and breathing who aren't affected by the GMO
foods are the vegetarians.
I'm one of the lucky few who haven't
been affected, nor will I ever. I'm a hunter—a survivalist. I
live off the land and I refuse to buy from the grocery store. And
because I have the ability to hunt and gather, I've become stronger,
faster, I have developed more endurance than any person who buys
their food, and my attention span is better. Since the cannibals
began eating all the vegetarians, there has been more vegetation for
herbivores to eat which leaves more herbivores for carnivorous
creatures to eat. The animal population has, in fact, tripled since
the beginning of this apocolypse, and what the humans fail to realize
is that the more they eat one another, the less of them there will
be, which will eventually lead the animal kingdom to completely take
over.
Since the apocalypse began, I've
uprooted myself and my son from the rural farmlands of Puyallup and
into the foothills of the Cascades. We have built a cabin near a
creek that provides us with enough water, surrounded by berry bushes,
and enough deer and raccoons we can catch and eat. We've managed to
live here for the last seven years without much trouble. We have
had our run-ins with both the vegetarians and the cannibals. Neither
had the human capacity to negotiate. The vegetarians are in the
mindset of surviving, while the cannibals are in the mindset of
eating. And because they're both still quite human (they simply lack
the human capacity to connect with their emotions) killing them would
be murder. Because surviving is what I'm an expert at doing, my goal
isn't to survive. My goal is to live.
