Rule Three

If you value your life at all, stick to three hard fast rules of survival. Number one: always look over your shoulder. Two: never trust anybody. And three: look out for numero uno. Nearly two years have passed since civilization first collapsed. Who would have thought our ever advancing technologies would be humanity's downfall? Chaos ensued. I was about twelve when the technopocalypse began. Suddenly orphaned, in this lawless world, I stuck by my Uncle Lyle for a time. Then he tried to pimp me out for cash, so I stabbed him in the gut with a rusty box cutter.