Just like I knew it would. Being right holds no satisfaction for me. The reality is even more terrible than in my dreams. Bodies are everywhere. There aren’t enough living to properly dispose of the dead. The world stopped turning, the sun never sets on one side while the other is bathed in const...
What had happened? Whose body did he inhabit now? He struggled to remember, but the pounding in his skull kept the thoughts from coalescing. Throat parched, he couldn’t even groan, the sound coming out as more of a wheeze. Turning was sheer agony, one of his ribs screaming so loudly that he felt ...