The aftermath

You are held for arraingment in a cell along with a few other surly and unhygienic

citizens of your community. Your hearing is for tomorrow, and most likely you shall

be charged with tresspassing.

However, it is all for naught as the next morning the genetic disease takes its toll

and your life along with it.

As you succumb and experience your last few moments, your mind flashes not of

your life and everything that has happened before this moment. But, rather, flashes

of white cotton panties and black thongs from girls at the Academy, of which you

shall never see.