Chapter 2 - Strangers
The ants are closing in. Scrambling back up to my feet I try to run to the abandoned gas station off in the distance, when suddenly my vision starts to blur, I've lost too much blood. Everything around me becomes a massive swirled blur, reminded me of the bunker. After all even to this day and age bullying still existed during my childhood in bunker 16. Guess its just in human nature, the need to pick on those weaker than us. After all, sometimes it's better to be feared than to be loved. Bang bang bang, the sound of gunshots send my body into shock as a man shrouded by layer upon layer of black fabrics and leather, sends a rain of bullets into and out of the group of ants. As my eyes drift up to focus on his face suddenly Black. Darkness envelops my vision and I slowly feel my limbs relax.
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Nuclear Winter
Short StoryIn a post apocalyptic world, James Markusson needs to learn how to survive the dangers of the new world, or not only is his life at stake, so is his family's.
