Six Days Left: I wake up, get dressed, and head on down to work... The daughter ask why she has to go to school while my wife wishes me well or something... After reading the newspaper headline, I stay in my car for a while before finally parking into the company parking lot... My co-workers congratulate me on a job well done, even to the point that some ask me ditch work just for today... I decline and head back into doing more test... I also remember someone doing construction on some of the upper floors, but it didn't concern me at the time...
Five Days Left: My wife, who's was taking a bath at the time, tells me the phone's been ringing all day, but I choose to not pick it up at the time... I read the newspaper headline, which states that things have turned for the worse... I drive to work only to be reminded that things have become worse in a matter of 24 hours... Before heading to my area to run some further test since the door seemed to be locked, I head up to the roof of the building where my friend and fellow colleague commit suicide before my very eyes... Later, I was on the news alongside the President and another one of my colleagues pertaining to the terrible news about the virus that is rapidly killing us all...
Four Days Left: My daughter now asked my why she didn't have to go to school today... My wife, however, wondered why I still had to go to work today... I choose to treat their questions like rhetorical questions and decided to read the newspaper headline as well as drive on to work... I noticed the protesters on the streets, but choose not to dwell on that fact too much... Before I went to my area to run even more test on finding some way on stopping this virus from spreading much further, I went to the roof only to find my boss telling me that he wasn't planning to jump or anything drastic like that... The sigh of relieve I had didn't last long though, as the tests kept coming up more negative the more I try to focus on the cause of the virus itself...
Three Days Left: I wake up on an empty bed, my wife nowhere to be found in our bedroom... My daughter was still asleep in her bed at the time... I drive on down to work, where barely anyone was present on the streets nor at work... One of the co-workers was wondering where everyone was while another asked if I could hang out with her instead of being here at the time... I ignored them both and head on back to do more test, despite having the nagging feeling that it was all for naught... As I came home from work, I noticed blood coming out of the bathroom... As if I didn't already come to a similar conclusion, I opened the door out of curiosity only to find my wife death in the bathtub... I broke down on the floor that night...
Two Days Left: My daughter asked me where her mother went... I didn't want to answer that as I picked her up and placed her on my back... We heading to the car, passing by the blood-soaked carpet near the bathroom where my wife died in... As I drove, I decided that going to work would be pointless so I took a detour to the park instead... With my daughter still piggy-backed on my back, we walked across the perk... and never stopped once... We didn't look back... We never turned back... If this was our "one chance", we spent it walking in just one direction...
Finally, everything went white...
