a survivor's journal
day ?
long time gone. lost time.
i don't know how long.
woke up in a graveyard outside st. patrick's church in gulsonside, weak from the effects of revivification. i think going from zombie to human to zombie again and back to human again is destroying my brain. blank spots in my memory.
i can't afford to get turned anymore. i've got to play it safe.
no more mister hero. no more doctor doctor.
i must survive.
i must survive until... what?
until i die?
and then i must survive again...
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