I wander around alone, regretting leaving Slade back at the house but the chemicals had already gotten into our system. I stop outside a store and look at myself my once iron eyes are now blood red, my teeth feel as if they were knives i shake it off and keep walking, a mumble to myself escapes me "Damn you Slade you better get out before the gorvernment finds you" i continue to walk on through the broken world i now live in, running from hazmat suited men with guns and a shoot on sight motive and becoming more of a freak by the hour... I pray to whatever is left in this world i find someone to journey with in the new found struggle i face the moment i woke up...
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Deliver Us From Reality
RandomA Crappy Little Story About Post-Apoc Mutated Teens Who Are Wanted Dead By The Government Before The World Finds Out What Happened to The Small City It All Takes Place In, Join Slade And Johnny Two Brothers Who Meet More Freaks Along The Way Of Thei...
