Outcast...

After my mutation occurred, my neighbors, friends, and even my family rejected me... The town took a vote, and unanimously decided to cast me from the city.

 

My skin was turned a dark shade of green, and my voice was mutilated beyond human comprehension...

Now I live in this small bomb shelter, surviving on what small animals I can kill...

I've been using this small radio to see if I can find anyone else who speaks this distorted language. It'd be nice to have someone to talk to who understands what I'm going through...

Done