Friday, October 14, 2016
This is It...The End of the World
Our whole lives we grew up nonice shows and movies ab egress the end of the world, neer did we anticipate the brutality of the end. The basic four seals were opened. Conquest, war, famine, and death unmake the world and a coarse majority of its commonwealth. Scared of what was to put in next, deal coward in their homes, stressful to protecting their families. unbeknownst to them, they flee right into the fifth seals trap. Plague stony-broke step forward across the globe, depleting the earths population even more. No wholeness knows how or where it started plainly it was a disease that puzzled scientists and doctors, good the unrivalleds that were left. We only knew to watch out for the symptoms, coughing, high fever, and weakening of the muscles, fashioning people unable to move. The virus would take over in less than 48 hours but many times people died in 24.\nBlood would shortsighted from their eyeball as they utter their last word to their love ones. The bod ies piled up, there was no one left to move, burn, or cloak them. So they just sit there, with a stench so foul it could make anyone gag. Then, the 6th seal was opened. Weird attach appeared on the bodies of the dead, and their brains awakened. Although, their takets would not beat, their blood crusted eyes would crack open, and they would devour anything with torrid blood in their path. Billions of peel eaters came to life al near over night. Many had been decaying for months, so when they stood their maggot make full in perspectives would slip out through and through the cracks in their skin. Their blood dark to dark yellow goo, and would drip out of their veins like the wear upon of a maple tree. Without a doubt, this is the most dangerous era the priming has ever seen. Stay out of the streets, keep your remaining love ones close, and your rifle even closer. Its March 10th 2027, my produce is Mike and if you find this Im dead, and youre around to be.\nOn the other si de of the decaying, brown door, I hear a deep nettlesome breathing. The banging on th...
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