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I found solace in the storage room of this decrepit chicken farm building. The stench, as unbearable as it was, was no match for the smell of the city I'd left a couple weeks before. Stepping over the thousands of rotting chickens was actually pretty close to the way I left town. The only difference was that I was stepping over friends, family members, neighbors, and other people that never managed to make it out...alive.

Luckily, zombies aren't a fan of chicken, so everything here is…

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Whether you dream by day, or dream by night; you will without a doubt have dreams. Even in this land of death. It is up to you to make those dreams come true, or simply let them pass away quietly.

Being the dreamer that I am has never ceased to cause grief, heartache, or misfortune. I have experienced more of these three ridiculous facts of dreams than I care to recall. That hasn't stopped me from dreaming. It never will. Why should one simply stop doing what their mind wants to do?…

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I found myself strangely different today. Something just didn't seem right. I had a hell of a time sleeping last night, so I assumed it was just lack of sleep. Maybe it was. Maybe it wasn't. It didn't really matter I guess. I laid in bed for an hour after the alarm went off. Then I realized the time. I had to leave the house for work in 20 minutes. Fuck. No shower today. No breakfast. No coffee. The day was already starting off shitty.



Fuck it. I'll just lay in bed, and go tomorrow.… Continue

Upon my soulless one last breath
I found the gift of sudden death
And with that gift I gave a life
But caused it did such utter strife
For when I woke it was no heaven
No, hell is what the earth was given
The blood came down like rain
And screams would fill your brain
So upon my door they left a note
It was something of a foolish quote
"Dead inside
Do not enter"