There were more people now. I wondered where they were all coming from and what any of them had to do with me. Would this end well? I pull myself into a seated position upon hearing my name. "World of the living?" I ask rhetorically. This world hadn't seemed alive to me in so long the term almost seemed laughable but I keep my mouth shut as the others continue with there meaningless questioning. If they were going to tell us anything it wouldn't be now and that's if they aren't going to just dispose of us. The government loves gathering power and turning enemy to asset. There were too many possibilities for what is going on that I guess I can't blame them for asking.