It's 2018 and people think that the apocalypse has ended. Where cities, homes, businesses and humble towns once stood, now there lies only death, only destruction, only emptiness. Only the moans and the shuffles of the living dead. But in reality, it's only just begun. And for two lonely boys, once separated from each...
"Only douche bags wear sunglasses inside." "If I knew what one looked like, I might agree."
"I understand. I could only imagine how traumatizing it must've been..." Dr. Way said sadly. I laughed at his stupidity. "That was the least traumatizing moment out of this story..." I admitted. "Would you care to share the next moment?" Dr. Way smiled brightly, making me smile shortly. "Well, I just wanted a friend...
: WANTED : DEAD OR ALIVE : TYLER "MAD GEAR" JOSEPH JOSH "MISSILE KID" DUN ALEX "RENEGADE" GASKARTH PATRICK "YOUNGBLOOD" STUMP PETE "MR. BENZEDRINE" WENTZ : REWARD IF FOUND : : IF FOUND , CONTACT : BRENDON "THE GREEN GENTLEMAN" URIE {all respect to tyler, josh, and everyone mentioned in this fic} {{warning: violence, s...
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