Preface

This story is deticated to my good friend, Kristen.

Sometime in the Future

     This is a world that has ended. Nothing is warm, nothing dies. Not even passing time makes it. If I were looking for somewhere to be born, I don’t think I would choose this world. And in this world, such as it is, there is someone. I wonder if she can see me. I haven’t been born into this world. A girl, living alone in a world that is ended. A girl living in this empty and still world. For some reason, I am bothered by that girl.