Plagued by bad things, seemingly sentenced to follow each of us around until death, by some miracle we found each other. This is not a love story. It is a story of two individuals coming together purely for the sake of survival. We made a pact. A pact to help each other. We thought things would get better, but when would the bad end? It had to, right? That was why we found each other - to knock out the bad. But maybe we were wrong. Maybe it came down to that old saying. Survival of the fittest.