I love the camp, Thomas is starting to warm up to it as well. Honestly we had supplies at the camp, but it'll only last about a year max. I guess after that it's back to scavenging. Thomas and I learned of a new religion, apparently to them zombies are gods and, they turn everyone they come across into them. Haley told us they had a few run ins with them, lost quite a bit of people to the crazy people. That, scares me to know there's a cult based on these things, but being near us! That's worse. The walls they are getting boring kinda, although the most fun and important job it gets old. At least while I'm not shooting, I can think about before all this every happened.
*ring ring* "Hello?" "Mr. Lance?" "Yes, this is he. Who is this?" "This is Leger's Welding, we looked over your application, and we would like you to come to a second interview." "Thank you, thank you, sir. I would be happy to do it, when is a good time for you?" "Is Wednesday okay?" "That's perfect" "Alright, see you then, bye bye." *click* "YES!" I yelled enthusiastically. "Finally, about to get a job doing what I love, welding."
"Zs at three o'clock!" *shots fire* I miss those days, I thought to myself, no problems like this, and you weren't always worried about your back. Well, those days are gone *more gunfire*.
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How to Survive
Teen FictionIt was one year ago everything went downhill, this is the story of how Lance has been making do.
