When All Else Fails

Stay low, go fast. Kill first, die last. One shot, one kill. Not luck, all skill.
Those are the words constantly rummaging through my head ever since the apocalypse started. I've tried my best, all of us did. But it slipped through our fingers which were ever so desperate to ward it off. It was something out of our grasp. Not something we alone could stop.
But know we are fending for ourselves now, so much for being a team.