He hoped, for the sake of everyone, that this one was empty. How nice would that be? Finally find a place to settle down, not have to clean up a shitload of blood, not have to deal with wandering creatures who just wanted to bite him. The truth was that Neil was tired. &nb...
I’m the one who found Danielle. I heard the gunshot and I knew. I immediately knew. I’d been sitting around, wondering why she kissed me in front of everyone, but then I knew. It wasn’t an I-love-you kiss. It was a goodbye kiss. And now she’s gone. ...
There are three of them, all worn out and beaten up. Just like us. Three composition notebooks that would have once been used to take notes on subjects no one cares about, but now they're ours. I don't really feel like writing. Even before the plagu...