Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 168944 times)

I clamp my hands over the twos mouths, "Both of you shutup!" I say in a hushed voice. "You, why are you wearing that uniform?"

I look up. I hallucinate a bit, seeing a distorted me engulfed in shadows, it spoke to me.

"You can't trust them... they will kill you."

It disappears

"No... forget you..." I say lightly.

I flail my arms around as I slowly crouch down in an attempt to get the hand off my mouth.

"Those damned things that have been taking people in the dead of night!" I respond.
"The same thing that knocked me out?" I ask.
Suddenly, it all starts coming back.
The program.
Getting booted out.
Stealing my uniform.
Figuring out the rest of my life.
Seeing the crazy.
Making the wrong move.
Getting knocked out.
Running.
Finding these people.

I get up. Breathing heavily.

"I'm going insane."

"No stuff, captain obvious." I smirk and reholster my golf club, "What the forget did you do?"

"I think he killed a whole lot of people."

"The maintenance room..."


"That would do it," I say, staring oddly at the man in the uniform, "So how about I ask again, Whats with the uniform?"

I walk up to the wall and lean on it.

<Stay calm! Try to stay calm! They are trying to help you...>

"This man is making it impossible for everyone in this building to feel safe... Let's throw him out."

"Military. Stole it after they booted me out, along with my knife, a flashlight, and my wallet."

"Glad to know you have some military training," I say to the man in the uniform, and then turn to the kid, "Good point. If he doesnt shut up, I will"

"I'm fine... I'm just... stirred up."