Post by Miguel D'Cruz on Apr 11, 2012 15:28:00 GMT -7
It’s dark. It’s nighttime and you know that. It’s supposed to be this dark. But with all that’s happened- everything seems so much darker. You’re walking through the streets strewn with scraps of flesh and muscle and splatters of blood amongst abandoned belongings of the unfortunate soul who was most likely eaten. You’re looking for any sign that there is still human life in your hometown. But they all left. They left long before you. So you’re alone. Alone in an unfriendly and hostile world. You wonder now why you stayed…. Why you didn’t leave with the others? Then you remember. You tried to hold your ground, hoping to stay in your own home where you felt the safest. You wanted to hold on to what you had before. To clutch to what made the monsters go away like a child holds a teddy bear at night. It was a security blanket. But you finally gave up. Finally realized that it’s useless. So you picked up the closest weapons you had and walked out the front door of your home to face the vicious teeth of hell on earth.
In the broken windows of the once tall and proud sky scrapers around you, you catch a glimpse of your reflection. You smile sadly as, once again, the unsettling realization that you are now alone sets in again. But, you’re not really alone are you? No. You can hear them moaning… Clawing, shuffling, screaming… feeding. You shudder. You can hear them sniffing the air. Catching your scent. The scent of fresh meat. Slowly, you can hear them turn and start walking towards you. Your mouth is so dry with fear you can’t even swallow. Over the sound of the monsters coming towards you, you hear the sound of paper rustling above you. You look up. A lone sheet of paper is falling. It lands in front of your feet, face up. The year is now 0 EDA- Earth During Apocalypse. This is a whole new era… And you? You are a part of the small percentage of the population that can still be called ‘human’.
Or rather, you are a survivor where so many others have died.
This is the dawn of a nascent era of blood and flesh.
Happy New Year.
In the broken windows of the once tall and proud sky scrapers around you, you catch a glimpse of your reflection. You smile sadly as, once again, the unsettling realization that you are now alone sets in again. But, you’re not really alone are you? No. You can hear them moaning… Clawing, shuffling, screaming… feeding. You shudder. You can hear them sniffing the air. Catching your scent. The scent of fresh meat. Slowly, you can hear them turn and start walking towards you. Your mouth is so dry with fear you can’t even swallow. Over the sound of the monsters coming towards you, you hear the sound of paper rustling above you. You look up. A lone sheet of paper is falling. It lands in front of your feet, face up. The year is now 0 EDA- Earth During Apocalypse. This is a whole new era… And you? You are a part of the small percentage of the population that can still be called ‘human’.
Or rather, you are a survivor where so many others have died.
This is the dawn of a nascent era of blood and flesh.
Happy New Year.