Lost in a vast toxic and radioactive wasteland, I was looking for shelter from a coming storm. Everything around me was in a state of corrosion, and I kept getting burnt by anything I touched.
There were other people scattered all over, also wandering around, lost and getting burnt. It was hell on earth.
At one point, my wiener spontaneously combusted, fell off and was blown away in the wind. I tried chasing it, but when I couldn't catch it, I gave up and shrugged it off. Oh well. Didn't need it, anyway.
Then I got hungry and started looking in various buildings for sharks to eat. All the buildings I looked in were in ruins, barely standing. In one of them, I found a bathtub filled with murky water, and in it was a little shark.
I took the shark to a nearby firepit where I grilled it and ate it.
After eating the shark, I started wandering around again, but soon realized that my legs were starting to decay. I came to a throng of people who were up in arms over a blue and orange cat. The cat was perched on the top of a concrete pillar, and the crowd was taunting it, shouting that it was a witch and that they were going to eat it and that it wasn't allowed to go to the "place of healing".
Enraged, I pushed my way through the crowd, and struggled to climb the pillar because of my decaying state. I grabbed the cat and fell off the column into the crowd. The mob stomped on me, and took the cat away and tortured it and ate it.
Hopelessly defeated, weak, and tired, I crawled to a nearby derelict factory that was supposedly the "place of healing". There were plants growing on it, and the storm was now arriving.
I went inside, feeling dead. Laying on my back, staring at the corroded ceiling, I began to feel rejuvenated, surrounded by newly growing plants. I could see that my legs were beginning to regenerate, and I could walk again.
I was now ready to release my vengeance upon the toxic throng.
Then I woke up. THE END...?