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Mercy
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Ongoing, First published Jan 16, 2015
Let God have mercy on us. That was the last thing that aired across a Louisiana news broadcast the day the world went to shit. With gangs, geeks, and scientist roaming the main roads, no where is safe. Welcome to the post apocalypse.  
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The roads were filled with graves. Not your normal tombstones, a name and date, a loving memory carved on the stones. These graves were cars, bodies, a small doll that a child had left behind, body and soul. Most them were busted up, a window missing or cracked. Some were intact with as but no one to drive it. Everyone was gone, dead and walking. It was horrible yet deserved. Humanity had earned all that had been served to them. This was they're doom and God no longer held mercy. It was the living against the dead, out number 1 to 500 last time it was counted. But that was months ago. I feel like I'm all that's left, the only one with a beating heart. But I prayed to god it was a lie.
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