It's 2030, and the entire world is wiped out.
The Chinese commando inspects India to confirm the end of civilization. He lands on a place in the southern part of India, when he was startled by the presence of life.
The tea-shops are horded with people munching aama vada and discussing world politics. Uncles along with neighborhood aunties rushing off to the meat stalls for kari because it's Sunday. The chinese commando was stunned by the absolute state of normalcy.
"Where am I ?", the commando asks himself.
"mAduRai", echoes a voice from his back.
The commando turns back.
A guy, in his mid thirties, twirls his muruku meesai in pride, adjusts his lungi, and smirks at him.
"WHO..who..are you ?"
"mAdUraiKarAn"
It’s him,the Veeram Velanja Kanni, his seniors warned him about, back in Wuhan. Sickly cold sweat lined up on his forehead as his legs start to tremble.
The commando attempts to dispose the specimen of a newly created virus he'd hidden inside his coat. But, before he could reach, out of nowhere, the veeram velanja kanni takes a dive, pushes the commando down and clutches his throat.
"pAnGu.."
"WHATT ? Leave me alooone !!" the commando screams.
"pAnGu..." He tightens his clutch.
"NIGGAA WUTT !!??"
Blood oozes off his nose and the commando succumbs to death.
VV Kanni stands atop his corpse, rubs the blood on his face, twirls his muruku meesai, and says,
