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Once I had a life. I had a family and I was on the verge of succeeding in my job. All that I dreamed of was about to come true. Then, all of a sudden...EVERYTHING changed.I changed. I don't know why but life just seemed to back away from me.Love backed away from me. I started to drink and I hung out in the dirtiest spots of my city for a long time.I lost myself there.Somewhere. Never to be found again.The next thing I remember is me lying on the cold floor of an abandoned fallout shelter somewhere down below. Deep down below. It was equipped with a bed, a storage room full of canned food,canisters of water, a bathroom, an office with a telephone,a radio and shelves full of maps and books.It must have been waiting for me since 1965. So it says in the instruction manual I found in the office.Since then I call it my home.First thing I did was repairing the computer I found under a pile of papers. Sometimes I can get into the internet, but only on myspace.Ironic. No one around except people via the internet. Since some weeks now I wander around in the undergound.Searching for a way up.A way out of this "lost world in the deepness of humanity".That's what I call it.I have a telephone in my shelter and every day I came home to sleep I was begging for it to ring. Just to hear a human voice again.Yesterday someone called me.He told me his name was Dermont. I am not alone.