Chapter 1

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It didn't have to be this way, but it is. We didn't have to end up like this, but we did. They didn't have to change, but they did. It was their choice. Well I wouldn't say it was their choice because they didn't know... that they were going to change. To those big, bruised, blood sucking Demond's that we now call our society. The tattoos were poisoned... by mistake. Hundreds of people across the U.S.A. got the tattoo. the scorpion tattoo. the ink was imported from China? North Korea? Russia? I don't know anymore. It's been so long since it started. I don't even know what day it is anymore. Is it Monday? Thursday? Friday? is it April? August? November? It's been weeks, months. Maybe it's been a year? Sometimes I think it's best not to think about it.

When they turn... its just... crazy. They fall pale, then the pupils in their eyes turn red. And their eye balls are bloodshot. I know this because I saw this happen.

She lay lifeless in the bed as he and I watch. Then her eyes open. She life's her body and jumps to her feet. He slams his back against the wall as she inches towards him, then she opens her jaw as wide sad it goes and chomps down on his shoulder. She rips her head away and swallows with delight. How could she be so happy about eating her own husband?! And also my father.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 10, 2014 ⏰

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