The Day The Monsters Arrived

The Day The Monsters Arrived

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What may have been years ago, all a little boy could think of was, "What happened?" Of course, it happened anyway. People used to call him Puck, but he forgot how that sounds on the tongue now, ever since he was the last one left. Follow Puck and an unexpected companion through a short adventure Puck takes after a pounding at his door... seven years after an apocalypse wiped out every living being beside himself. Will the poor teenager be able to save himself? Updated every Sunday
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UNITY

HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in survivalofthefittest #1 in zacharius #2 in Quartz #5 in zombiesurvival #8 in survival The world went to shit 8 months ago. I haven't had a proper shit since then. Hi, I'm Unity. And I have had it with this zombie fucking apocalypse I just want to put a bullet in my skull. Unfortunately, (or fortunately, whichever you prefer) I don't have a gun with me. Fucking scientists and their fucking experiments, they just won't let the Earth breathe for a second, can they?!?! Fucking assholes. Now the world has gone to shit, and it would've been okay to just wait this apocalypse out if it weren't for my food and water supply depleting. *crack* Oh shit. Well, I got to run. The zombies are about to break into this convenience store I'm currently staying in. "FWEET!" My dog came barrelling towards me at the sound of my quiet whistle, a bag of treats in her mouth as I looked at her helplessly. "Really?" I sighed. I grabbed my bag and put the treats in and swung my baseball bat as if to test the strength I should exude to bash their heads in. Oh. Did I say I'm going to run away from them? My bad. I meant to say I'm gonna run through them. Hi, I'm Unity Cherish Joy Alcock. And I'm anything but.

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