I was the last one left! While others were swept along with the masses somehow I escaped. There were just a few that actually pulled us to our destruction yet they had the equipment which made everyone live in fear and just obey. It was insane because if we all grouped together and fought or just ran in different directions what could they actually have done? Yet the mass moved as one into their own destruction. Maybe it was the fear of standing alone that scared them more than the path to their graves. I guess they felt if they could survive one more day of tyranny then who knows in the next day they could be free. Some of us though had help from the same species that sought our destruction yet we still lived in fear hiding at every turn. I’m the last one to survive so I guess it’s up to me to tell their story.