Virus

~ "Gather food? The world is going to hell, what food are you going to gather? People are shooting grocery store owners as we speak and taking all the supplies they can possibly carry! This whole city is going crazy! Get weapons? from who? While we sit here on our asses at school, most people have gotten everything that would have kept us alive. We're dead, no chances for us now." Cheyenne said, crossing her arms. As hard as it is to admit, Cheyenne had a point. While we sat there eating stale cheese bread in the cafeteria, people were killing others just for food, water, and guns. It was the Apocalypse. There were no rules. ~ VIRUS