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On the day for lovers, something awful happens. A terrorist group releases a manifesto that laid out their scheme to spread a deadly virus all over the world. It was sent through florists and any store that sold candy, flowers and cards meant for a sweetheart.
Luckily for Daniel Jameson, he didn’t have a sweetheart, so he missed out on the plague. He was so heartbroken, in fact, that he took two weeks off before Valentine’s Day and hid away at his small fishing cabin.
When he finally returned to civilization, safe from the red paper hearts and gushy commercials for fancy strawberries, giant teddy bears and fleece pajamas, he found the world had come to a horrible end.
Now he’s truly alone, with no chance of ever finding the right women. Or is he?