Those whom had not left by space teleport, had left by death. Isaac new when he awoke that something was wrong. His mother wasn’t sobbing by his bedside, glad he’d awoken after the incident. Surely he hadn’t been out long... Yet the heavy layers of dust had seemingly descended from the skies, covering the Earth in complete gloom. A murky, hazy atmosphere of blacks and greys. Now he’s left to piece together what happened, where everyone went and why he was left behind. With a damaged mind and fragile soul, he’s weeping for what he doesn’t know.