Gasmask Lad's Page

When I'm gone,
and six feet deep.
Tell the lord my soul to keep.
But should I rise up from the dead,
someone shoot me in the head.

Amen.

Today we scavenged through my old house... I found the corpse of my little brother. He looked dead, but I couldn't take any chances... I had to club him in the head. I'm sure it was far more painful for me than it was for him. Me and the rest of the foragers dug through all my old stuff- drawings, journals, books, movies... basically everything in my room. We didn't find anything useful there, but I grabbed a small family photo album... something to help me remember life before the infection.… Continue

The first thing i did when i heard the virus had airborne potential was dig out my old gas mask i got on ebay when i was into Doctor Who and strap it on. Even after the virus was reported to only be transmittable by bite i kept it on, partly to keep my face safe and party to look kickass. The first day of infection, I gathered my (surviving) friends together and we tried to make a "task force" of sorts, where we all had jobs in a group. We foraged during the day and took shelter in various… Continue