Post-Apocalyptic brother and sister give in to desire.
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**EVERYONE IN THIS STORY IS 18 OR OLDER**
It's currently July 15th and the year is 2935. I've been roaming these wastelands with my older sister Olivia for the last fifty years. I believe we are the last humans alive. If there is more, we haven't found them. We're fairly certain that everyone has died or fled to another planet. For the first twenty or so years, we actively searched for anyone else who survived the bombs. We scoured the planet on our hovercraft but there was no luck.
The only things left are ugly mutated creatures. Some are so mutated that they can hardly function. It's not uncommon to see deer with extra legs or chickens the size of wolves. The only reason my sister and I survived is because our father
