Another one, another addition to the whole journal entries.
In a city. I'm just walking around. Life is still comeing and going. In a way. But the sky, it keeps changeing. From a regular crystal black starry night to a firey armagedon, it keeps switching. While changing from which is what the people change as well. From civilized people to savages or victims. All of a sudden my cell phone vibrates I answer. Even the text messages are different.
Cell Phone Text (good): hey, are u looking at ur phone?
Cell Phone Text (bad): are you there? are you there?
My text: yeah...
Cell Phone text (good): sweet! where r u at?
Cell Phone Text (bad): oh thank god! where are u?
Before I can text I saw a couple walking down the street laughing and talking but in a split second it was apocolypse and the woman was now looking savage. She had the man on the ground and was beating the living s**t out of him. The man was screaming for help. She then started biting at him and eating bits and peices of flesh. I look back at the phone, the previous message split back and forth between the two.
My text: at time central square.
I saw people going up in the two elevators for work and in seconds one of them contained one man fighting off a horde of savages and in the other a man jumping out and haveing his head explode on the pavement. 2 savages rushed over to the suicidal body and fought over it's remains.
Cell phone text (good): do you want me to pick u up? Two men are singing a song together, drunk and happy.
Cell phone text (bad): r u with anyone? One man is bashing the others head into a wall.
My text: no.
Cell phone text (good): so? are you comeing to the party?
Cell phone text (bad): help me, plz! im all alone at the oak plaza. plz help me!
I look around wondering what the ******** is going on. It seems like we are going over into apocolypse mode, in short I'm screwed, they're screwed, we're all ********.
My text:... ill be there.
Cell phone text (good): sweet! cant wait. everyone is waiting.
In one last fritz of decision it decided to go with apocolypse. I looked at the cell phone one last time.
Cell phone text (bad):(call dropped.)
I pocket my cell. I picked up an iron crobar off the ground and looked around. Several savages were starting to encircle me. I looked at the sky, still burning, and I looked at my surroundings, not changeing. So Oak Plaza was the place, lets get started, I rean towards the savages with my crobar raised.
 Langendorfer · Wed Feb 06, 2008 @ 01:13am · 0 Comments |
