To Find My Way (To You) – An RPM Saga (Ziggy/Dillon)
_Prologue :: Sand Swept
The land for hundreds of miles stretching in all directions was a toxic, radiated dump.
There wasn't much of the Earth that wasn't – thanks to Venjix.
The man standing on the sand dune overlooking what had probably once been a busy city didn't know much about that. Just about what was. And the obvious.
He didn't remember the last struggle and fall of mankind. From old yellowed newspapers he'd gotten the story though pretty clear. Venjix had taken over everything, computer networks – the stock markets, everything. He'd drained the world dry and his foot soldiers had swept up.
To the man who didn't remember anything before, wasn't even sure about the name he'd given to himself, and only had nightmares to keep him company – it held little in the way of what he had to deal with now.
Call it a defeatist attitude but he considered it more practical. He couldn't change what had happened, he didn't even know what had happened to him.
All he knew was that out there somewhere, in the land that time had well and forgotten, he had a sister.
