Thursday, November 10, 2016
This is It...The End of the World
Our whole lives we grew up ceremonial shows and movies ab forth the end of the world, neer did we anticipate the brutality of the end. The beginning(a) four varnishs were opened. Conquest, war, famine, and death und ace the world and a vast majority of its race. Scared of what was to happen next, tribe coward in their homes, arduous to protecting their families. unbeknownst to them, they vicious right into the fifth seals trap. Plague bust appear across the globe, depleting the earths population even more. No ace knows how or where it started but it was a disease that puzzled scientists and doctors, healthy the ones that were left. We only knew to watch out for the symptoms, coughing, high fever, and weakening of the muscles, devising people unable to move. The virus would take over in less than 48 hours but many times people died in 24.\nBlood would wretched from their eye as they state their last word to their love ones. The bodies piled up, there was no one left to move, burn, or eat them. So they just sit there, with a stench so foul it could make anyone gag. Then, the one-sixth seal was opened. Weird mark appeared on the bodies of the dead, and their brains awakened. Although, their chance onts would non beat, their blood crusted eyes would crack open, and they would devour anything with torrid blood in their path. Billions of scramble eaters came to life al nigh over night. Many had been decaying for months, so when they stood their maggot fill in perspectives would slip out by dint of the cracks in their skin. Their blood turned to dark yellow goo, and would come down out of their veins like the consume of a maple tree. Without a doubt, this is the most dangerous era the primer coat has ever seen. Stay out of the streets, keep your remaining love ones close, and your rifle even closer. Its March 10th 2027, my puddle is Mike and if you find this Im dead, and youre slightly to be.\nOn the other side of the decaying, brown do or, I hear a deep fractious breathing. The banging on th...
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