The rays of the early morning sun warm the leather of your gown. You're not sure when you wake, but it's early. The smell of the earth is strong here, musty and old. This is how the world was, before people. It's how it will return, how it is returning, bit by bit.
What's the biggest scar you have, Playboy? How did you get it?
As you wake, you feel something warm against your back and butt, something soft. It's that No kid, No Sliding. What did you do the last time you woke up with her huddled against you?
What do you do?