[color=f26522][center][h1]Felix Standfield[/h1][/center][/color]
	Felix watched as people scrambled in terror. He watched as human civilization evaporated in the face of an unexpected terror. It was enlightening, the things he could see by simply taking a step backwards and simply looking at the situation for even a moment. The things humans did to survive where limited to nothing. The darkness of the human soul was truly brought out in times like this. The desperation and utter carelessness by which they acted truly brought to light how idyllic their past lives were.

	He watched as a man was mugged by a family of three for the little supplies he had. 

	He watched as people ran by, ignoring the scenes of rape and looting around them, brought on by desperation and insanity.

	He watched as justice lost its place to necessity.

	It was almost enough to convince him that morality had no place in this world were survival was tantamount. Almost. If the apocalypse brought out true human wickedness, then the opposite would also hold true. It was in these dark times that the strength and innate goodness of the human spirit was brought out.

	He saved those people, the ones he saw risk life and limb to assist those in need. The ones that ignored the disasters afflicting them to give whatever helping hand they could. Felix had a thought, that if these ones were the only ones to remain after the apocalypse, then perhaps it was a good thing that it happened. The world would be a better place for it.

	Getting up from his seat in an abandoned restaurant, Felix walked out, unmindful of the screaming and running around him. There were several zombies, but they were a fair distance away. Finishing the last of his drink, he stalked out, one hand in his pocket, the other resting his crowbar on his shoulder.

	Entering a nearby school, Felix began looking around for things he'd need. Chalk was one, and so were textbooks. Those would be useful for later. Much later, if his estimate was right. Once he was inside the building, two girls suddenly exited a room, ending up right in front of him. 

	[color=f26522]"Woah there, slow down, you might hurt someone,"[/color] he said nonchalantly, as though the apocalypse wasn't occurring and it was just another normal day.

[@Wick]