"Sometimes, when you need someone most...they have a tendency of vanishing..."
In early September, just as the weather has begun to turn colder and the children had gone back to school, the world changed. At 8:26 AM, the humans, at least the humans of Vancouver...vanished.
But I'm getting ahead of myself...
My name is Bernard, I lived on the third floor of a small apartment complex in the lovely Canadian city of Vancouver. Yes, I am a cat, and yes, I am missing an ear. That story however, is meant for another day. This - this story I am about to tell you however, I must warn you, is not a happy one. Rather it is one that is filled with sadness, confusion, betrayal and so many more emotions that I'm sure you are all too familiar with. This story - this one, is not one that is wholly good nor evil. Actually, it seems to me that much of this story has yet to be told. But, looking past that...