"In the desolate aftermath of the apocalypse, you are left to ponder your fate. Gone are the comforts of society, the trappings of civilization, and the warmth of community."
In this barren wasteland, you are forced to confront the essential nature of yourself, your being, to search the depths of YOUR soul for the spark of humanity that still remains.
In these moments of utter despair, you discover the true value of physical interaction, affection, and love. For without these things, you are nothing.
In the absence of human connection, you become a hollow shell, a mere shadow of your former self, but with the touch of another, with the warmth of an embrace, you are reborn and given new strength and purpose.
For it is through physical interaction, the sharing of affection and love, and creativity that you find meaning in a world gone mad. The ties that bind us, the bonds of humanity, give us the will to survive.
In the face of apocalypse, let us not forget the power of the human touch, For it is this, more than anything else, that will sustain us in our darkest hour.
