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I never thought I would say it but he was right! Quenton was right the entire time. I thought it was the ramblings of a mad man but everything started fitting together.



My name is Brandy and I am alone. I left my husband of 7 years because I felt that his obsession with the walking dead was unhealthy for a family. He spent years preparing our home for an invasion that I thought would never happen. He spent more time on that than with me. He encouraged me to be prepared by means of… Continue

By the next morning Lilly had already taken care of Eli and was smoking a cigarette and drinking coffee. Her demenor had changed over night and I wasn't sure if it was for the best or not at first. She looked crazed and distant but was more talkative than ever and energetic.

"Morning Q! I took Eli out back to the burn pit earlier this morning and made my peace."

"Did you have any problems?"

"Not at all, but I do want to ask you something. Can you teach me to destroy… Continue

You know it's a bad day when you get an ear blown off and you have to put a bullet in your dad's head. How does one prepare for a day like this? You really want to know don't you? I'll tell you. You don't! Nothing can prepare you mentally or physically for the trauma that is killing one of your own. Sure, I'll admit that I've thought about killing some people in my day, but never anyone that I loved and held dear. However, all is not lost, I will let you in on how I coped.

After I shot my… Continue

Things have gotten very quiet around the house lately. There should be moans, shuffling feet, screams, explosions, gunfire, or something. Is it over? Is everyone dead or at least dead-ish? I have a gut feeling that things are about to get real bad, real fast. I take to the roof to scope things out. The streets are completely empty not a person or zombie in sight. I surveyed the area for about two hours, never seeing anyone or anything. I went back inside and turned on the radio and television… Continue

The day was like any other day. The sun came up and the wind was blowing gently through the trees. Although everything seemed normal, it was far from. The thing that caught me off guard was the person I was watching walking down the road was hit by an oncoming car. The car never even slowed down; just plowed right through the man. The man's body went airborne at the time of impact resembling a life-sized bloody rag doll flying through the air and landing violently on the pavement. The sound of… Continue