suburbia paranoia

The world is undone. The only thing that exists is the immediate present. The future? Not so much.

Eddy doesn't remember most things before 2018- doesn't want to remember in fact. He walks alone through desolated townships hoping for this to be another one of his bad dreams. It is not.

Brett doesn't accept. He can't accept this to be the end of the world. Humanity simply can't just live on for several years only to one day be reduced to shuffles and groans of the living dead.

The apocalypse hasn't finished and is far from ever being. For this is the way life has always been on this blue marble we call the Earth. Creation, demolition, creation, demolition-

And for these two boys, separated by vast emptiness, not even aware of what they have got themselves into, it's far from being the end.

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Previously known as "I'd End My Days With You In A Hail Of Bullets"