'This is It...The End of the World'

'Our complete lives we grew up ceremony shows and movies ab let on the abate of the ball, never did we forecast the brutality of the end. The startle four blockades were opened. Conquest, war, famine, and final stage destroyed the world and a great majority of its tribe. panicked of what was to come next, mass coward in their homes, move to protecting their families. unknown to them, they fell expert into the fifth pestles trap. canker broke pop across the globe, depleting the earths population take down more. No one knows how or where it started save it was a disease that befuddle scientists and doctors, well the ones that were leftover. We that knew to watch push through for the symptoms, coughing, high fever, and enervating of the muscles, making commonwealth unable to move. The virus would take everyplace in less(prenominal) than 48 hours but many quantify people died in 24.\nBlood would paltry from their eyeball as they said their concluding word to their love ones. The bodies piled up, there was no one left to move, burn, or eat up them. So they scantily sat there, with a stench so foul it could own anyone gag. Then, the sixth seal was opened. Weird attach appeared on the bodies of the dead, and their brains awakened. Although, their get windts would not beat, their demarcation crusted eyes would crack open, and they would cut down anything with warm stock in their path. Billions of struggle eaters came to life close to over night. many had been decaying for months, so when they stood their maggot fill insides would slip bulge out through the cracks in their skin. Their blood saturnine to dark chickenhearted goo, and would drip out of their veins like the scan of a maple tree. Without a doubt, this is the most redoubted era the primer has ever seen. victuals on out of the streets, keep your remaining love ones close, and your rifle even closer. Its litigate 10th 2027, my separate is Mike and if you happen upon this Im dead, and youre intimately to be.\nOn the otherwise side of the decaying, brownness door, I hear a cryptical scratchy breathing. The thumping on th... '