The government. Those fucking cowards. They are all stepping down. All of them. Leaving us to fend for ourselves.
I rush to my car, seeing everyone has the same idea. Forget it, I'll run. But I hear gunshots in the distance. Keep running Felix. You need supplies.
The stores crowded. Everyone trying to get food, batteries, mmessi slip through the crowds and manage to get something. But I need to get out of here. I'm only armed with a small handgun. But I need to save bullets.
I run. Out of that town. To try and find somewhere safe. I guess this old house in the woods will do for now. I'll need to board it up. Set traps. I will survive. No matter what I have to do.
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Living Yet Not Alive (pewdiecry)
FanfictionDays drag on as the building crumble from lack of attention. The apocalypse is here. Im alone with my thoughts, slowly slipping into insanity. I haven't seen another person in weeks. This isn't your run of the mill zombie outbreak, or a collapsing g...
