introduction

they're coming. i need to go, now. but my body is still frozen still, laying in the wet grass as the rain cries over my body.

their footsteps are loud, not as loud as the thunder though. they're circling me, like i'm prey. well, i guess i am really. there's nothing those things love more than the taste of human flesh.

infected. they're all around me and i'm frozen still having to watch in terror as they corner me.