| Lilly Watt |
I jumped up from a bench, sitting in the middle of Liberty Park, or what it once was. I couldn't stand to see such a happy place, not filled with children. Instead, it had sad little body parts sitting everywhere. Enough to make you nauseous. Soon enough, The Diseased would be upon me. You could never stay in one place with them for long.
I looked around. All of the trees have pollinated beyond belief in the past few years. With no man made things stopping them, the entire downtown Salt Lake City had grown into an enormous forest. Trees are now growing in and out of buildings, and other things alike. Nowhere is safe. Like I've said already, The Diseased will hide. The Diseased will pounce. They will turn you if you aren't prepared. Thankfully, I am. My hand is sitting on my 7 inch long dagger, and I'm willing to kill the once-upon-a-time-human in a heartbeat.
These hard times can turn even the sweetest people into stone cold killer.
| Faith Hope |
My hands fiddled with my sad little stick of a weapon. I'd made it with my pocket knife, and for once in my life, I was greatful that my father had taken me camping before The Spread. Sadly, he'd been one of the first contaminated. It killed my mother... literally. One morning, she was fine, and cooking me breakfast, and the next, I found her with her head torn apart from her shoulders.
It scared the living crap out of me.
I glanced around, looking for any Diseased. The second I saw any, I would climb up higher than my low perch in the tree branches.
One can never be too safe.
| Aspen Willows |
I screamed.
On the inside at least. I've been found. My hiding place ransacked by Diseased. My only worry about it is that they could be hiding in the little nooks and crannies of Clark Planetarium. For all I know, I could be bitten, and die slowly and painfully. You see, the one flaw in the Disease is that when you're bitten by a Diseased, it takes a full 48 hours to die. No, it isn't painless. It feels like fire coursing through your thinned out veins. At the same time, you develop cancer, have strokes and heart attacks, and you also start loosing legs and arms, and anything that can fall off due to frost bite. Your body isn't remotely prepared for what the Disease causes, so it reacts in the most violent way it knows. When you usually have a problem, like high blood pressure and the like, your body will retaliate, and make you get help. (It's a smart little bugger, right?) So, when you have such a horrible thing, with no cure contaminate your system, your body throws every hardball and sad little curve at you, to try to stop you from killing it. Well, frankly, it's too late when it realizes that it could be screwed over forever.
| Jake Mason |
I leaned up in my tree-top perch and felt good. My wings tail flickered in boredom, and I suddenly felt exhausted. Nobody likes to be tired, so I gave in to my sudden urge. Frankly, I haven't had a single good night's sleep in 3 weeks. I've been on the watch for Diseased too much to allow my body to rest. I don't mind, so long as it means I survive another day. But then again, surviving also means you can't die off of exhaustion.
So, I sleep now.
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