They are keeping me here. Tanks , armed people, engulfed the neighborhood,the screaming was t.v. like. Only they where not killing zombies,they where stealing people. I was stolen, isolated and left for dead.
I am an experiment. The thing which feeds and checks me is not human. I think of nothing. If I refuse to eat I am injected with the stuff. I am being fed humans. Zombies.
The thing attending me has half a face . The sound of its breath pushing out the hole in it is not pretty and it smell…
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Posted on September 29, 2008 at 6:30am —