I'll Come Back For YouI'll Come Back For You Graduating High School and leaving home was supposed to be some great thing, like a rite of passage or whatever. For me, it just marked the start of my internship and of course, the zombie apocalypse."Landry, calm down. I work with this stuff. I'm telling you, it's not a 'zombie virus', it's just a flu. If you're that worried, get one of those face masks that CEDA hands out." I listened with quiet patience as my best friend tried to speak through the panicked hysteria that was in his voice. It was the third time he had called me that week, expressing fear and concern about the rising '
Surviving on Realism -Ch 6-Shoot First, Ask Questions Later Frankie woke with a splitting headache and a strange tingling sensation in her arm that informed her it was losing circulation. She opened her eyes hesitantly, just in case she was in an area with blindingly bright lights. She found that it wasn't too excruciatingly bright in the room, and managed to fully open her eyes without crying from the pain in her head. A quick look around revealed that she was in an infirmary of sorts, and the reason her arm was asleep, was because Landry was using it as a pillow. While she found that particularly endearing, it was also quite annoying, and she lifted his head sl
Surviving on Realism -Ch 5-A Much Needed Break The ride back to the city went without a hitch, even with Frankie's rather insane driving. She had a passion for going fast and not braking, something that Josh complained of the entire time. Landry was just glad that he was tucked safely in the cab, and not holding on desperately in the bed. He was surprised that Jeannine wasn't crying in pain. In fact, she was laughing as they pulled into the city limits and began navigating through the abandoned, overgrown streets. "Why the hell are you laughing like an idiot?" Josh grumbled at her as he wrapped more bandages around her waist. She stopped giggling and settled on