虽已离去，但吾心常伴，愿你安好，莫忘我昔日嘱托。嗯啊哦别啊被粗大捣出白浆乱

　　The world after the nuclear apocalypse. Pale light lits the scenery of total destruction. The surviving humans vegetate in wet cellars under the nuclear winter. But somehow human spirit still sees somewhere the dim light of a new and better future. The next generation starts the walk towards a new life. Written by Jens Bertheau {bertheau@mi-lab.fh-furtwangen.de}