Not much happened before all this. I was one of those smart kids who just end up nowhere in life, by chance. I got decent grades, but I don't know. I had multiple jobs, janitor, cashier, heck, even a low-budget author. But the last job I ever had was a UPS driver.
I was at the office, picking up some packages for an apartment complex. The guys were laughing about some crazy story about DC, and making rude remarks about a frantic news reporter on screen.
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Dead Eyes
FanfictionA criminal, a UPS driver, a reporter, a mortician, and a mystery. People are dying in the United States. And they're not staying dead.
