Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 168986 times)

"What the hell happened?" I groan. "And where'd you get those guns?"

"We went to the bank, kicked open some police cruisers, and I may or may not have taken this gun off a dead body. Oh, and we had an... Incident involving a crazy."

"Oh. Who'd we lose?"

"My sanity." I respond.

I walk out into an empty hallway.
"Uh.
Hellooo?"

"More people? Jesus, they just keep coming!" I say, obviously annoyed.

"Oh be quiet. The more we have, the better chances we have of making it out of here alive," I say to the boy, my tone stern. I turned to the newcomer. "Hello, what's your name?"

"We also have a better chance of the crazies finding us." I say as I exit the room. "I'm gonna use the bathroom."

I roll my eyes, turning to the others. "Does anybody have food?"

"Check the cafeteria you fool!" I shout back at her.

I glare in his general direction, then sigh. "God, he's going the moment I can find an alternative," I muttered. I started for the cafeteria, my pistol at the ready. I left the shotgun for anybody who would need it.

I enter the bathroom and urinate. After I finish I go to wash my hands but stop as soon as I see how filthy the water is. I gag a bit before I begin washing my hands with my own saliva.

I walk into the cafeteria, looking about for food. I eventually locate a few cans of beans, and carry them back to where we were before.

I wander the halls, confused.

After finishing up, I exit the bathroom and head back to where I departed, to see several cans of beans. "SWEET!" I exclaim as I dive for some food.