I have been walking forever. I am running out of supplies and there is nowhere to replenish them. This place is like a blackened desert of ash. The dust is in my hair, my eyes, my nose, my mouth.
I miss the zombies. I would rather deal with them than to have to stare at this endless funeral pyre.
I need to get the fuck out of this place.
3 years ago
2 comments:
Simon...I love the fact that he misses the zombies! Just looking for anything that even resembles humanity, even in that twisted state...perfect! Can't stand the zombies and wish they were gone? Careful what you wish for, you just might get it.
Yep. Who knew there were worse things than a zombie horde.
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