Its 3:38 in the morning already. god. why is the day already gone. according to my speedometer on my bike ive only gone 20 miles in all. I have another 68 to go! yay. encouragment.
im avoiding alot of people but not the highways. its 9:58 in the morning. well, I ask myself "do i keep going?" my body says no stop but i say yes. mind over body right? correct. im at mile 76. not to far. I see smoke in the air. I remember getting the gas mask, thank god. I put it on and hope it works.

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HorrorOn a normal day this kid just looks at a gun. He dosent watch the news he dosent do anything. Except now. Hes on a search to find the love of his life and survive with her in a post apocalyptic survival scene. Will he survive?