How bad can an infection get? As bad as this. Zack is a 19 year old kid who has, just barely, survived the rise of a zombie apocalypse. He's sure he's alone. But is he? As he tries to struggle through the remains of Las Vegas, Zack finds out why there seems to be no one left, and exactly how to fix this mess.

Gerard has had feelings for Frank for a while. But how will Frank handle it after Gerard kisses him on stage?

*TRIGGER WARNING* This is just a collection of quotes related to depression and self-harm. There may also be some related to suicide, anxiety and eating disorders. I will also include confessions and just some of my thoughts, or basically whatever I feel like. If you ever need anyone to talk to about anything, I'm here. I understand how you feel. Also, most of these quotes aren't mine, I've just found them from a variety of deep, dark places on the internet.

-REWRITTEN/EDIT THE ENTIRE STORY ON 7/24/17- Coughing, the smoke swirled in front of me as beams of black and white flashing lights raced across my vision, disappearing as quickly as they had appeared. My lungs ached as they tried to pull in clean oxygen, my eyes straining to see through the grey haze. Once the smoke dissipated some, I could see we had appeared in the middle of a road. It was cracked and full of potholes, the yellow lines coated with dirt and grime from over the years it seemed. Taking a better look around, it looked like a bomb had gone off and I was witnessing the remainders of a city.