The Fallout; October 2nd, 1980
Steve was different, he was left out and often abused at his school. he sure didn't like the type of players at his school. he wishes

they disappearded. he was determined he could do something about it. and as all bad stories, it happend. on October 3rd everything went away. he was alone. no friends, no parents. he tried what he could. no use. he wanted his family back. he wanted his school back. no matter how they treated steve. he wanted them back.
Steve was only 7 at the time, so of course he didn't have the highest intelect. he didn't know what to do. it was night. he heard
groans. he ran,ran and ran... when he eventually got a cramp. he woke up in a burst of nightmares.
He respawned. he was so mad he punched a tree. a peice of wood popped into his pockets. "Wha?"
eventually, he built a house. he was proud he did this. he thought he could make the city again. as happy as he was. he was
reunited with his parents, his friends, enemies, it was all better.

The End.
Or is it...........