Suicide Photographer

Warning: may be desturbing or triggering,

A short story that was based off a dream I had last night. It takes place on a different planet that only exists in my head.

'I always walk with my camera, alone, I don't speak or smile. Dead bodies line the streets and I can see the blood red waters of the suicide sea from my apartment. The city is in shambles. the homeless , like zombies they roam , to the tops of buildings to end their miserable existence.'