🚢|-| A male? |-|🌊

You awaken.

You hurl up what seems like infinite salt water which resided in your lungs.

Ugh.

He glance around, you were luckily on a beach, you father was nowhere in sight- you weakly stand- before painfully grabbing your side.

Owch.

the streets were still empty thanks to it being late in the night it seemed, or maybe it was slightly early in the morning?

You stumbled your way to a police station you saw as soon as you walked off the beach, passing some fliers on the windows that looked like it was for virus protection.

as you went to the front desk- it was empty, a bell on the table with a post-it with the words.

”ring for service.”

So? You ring!

a second later, a female anthropomorphic golden retriever officer steps out of the back rooms, jumping into the office chair infront of the desk and looking at you.

She freezes as if she’s seen a ghost.

Officer “H-Holy-“

She shakes her head, looking you up and down.

Officer “T-Take a seat sir, I’m getting the paramedics on the line-“

Before you knew it? You were in an ambulance, and then? In a hospital room- the sound of what you can only imagine was a horde of protesters or a crowd of people came from the hospital window.

You awaken.

and you immediately hurl up what seems like an infinite amount msalt water which resided in your lungs.

Ugh.

You glance around- somehow, you were on a beach, somewhere in Florida just by telling by the stores you can see by the road.

Your father was nowhere in sight.

As you glance around for any of your things that came onto the shore with you? You hear voices beginning to surround you- at first? It was a few girls? Then? There were like- 100!

You heard their whispers.

Girl “Is he a real dude?-“

Girl “surely he isn’t, their all- yknow-“

It was around 2026 when you volunteered as a test subject for a prototype cryochamber for the rich and wealthy in order to get a quick buck.

They told you that if the chamber did freeze you while not killing you due to the temperature, they will keep you in there for three days before taking you out.

You agreed.

It felt like a second- and when the door opened again? Your met with rifles pointed at you, female soldiers with hazmat suits surrounding you.

Soldier “Get on the ground! Now!”

The next thing you know, you had a gas mask forcefully placed on your face and your being flown to New York.

On the way there? Your being debriefed on what happening and why you woke up to rifles in your face.

Last man on earth.

You froze.

But before you could react? You land at a hospital- the he sound of reporters surround the helipad.

Reporter “Is it true?!- is that really a male?! After 10 years?!-“

Reporter “Who is he?! Can we get your name?!”

You were escorted inside and put in a room, nurses and doctors quickly surround you.

A week later, you were given an apartment by the government, constant surveillance and security included.

That doesn’t stop that one reporter, Macey Grace, from finding you.

Out of milk.

shit.

that means no milk for your honey-nut Cheerio’s- and that’s definitely not good.

So? You drove your shitty car to the corner store by your apartment and grabbed a small container of milk, walking up to the register where usually Mr. Wong would have greeted you with a smile.

Instead? His wife, Mrs. Wang stood there with wide eyes as she watched you place the milk on the counter.

you paid for the milk, but as you stepped out of the stores you were bombarded with flashes and screaming.

photographer “it’s a guy! It’s really a guy!”

Random woman “Oh my god! We’re saved!!”

The next hour after, you found yourself in a police station, sitting on a metal chair with your arms on a metal table.