The Last Month of Autumn

It's the last month of autumn in the year we call forty 600 b u before us, known locally as the year 12 14 ab urbe condita. I know this area its future because i was born 16 kilometers north in the city of madeira. My first visit here was also the first time i had ever eaten a lemon. It wasn't being dumb that killed so many of the people we're here to save. It was simply not having excess to what we did. We've stumbled naked into camps before, no plasma, no flesh fix, no anti bacterial mesh, nothing. And for all our knowledge, we're useless without those things. The clothes part is always haph