All that we know is that it has a hard time
taking root in sand. We’re going into the
desert. For good, I suppose. I hope this
can be found within a few days as there
have been no more drones, and our supplies are wearing thin.
him. Blood and tears, any bodily fluid
would infect me too. Was that selfish? I
thought, deep down, all people had a
sense of surviving. Damn that shambling
corpse. Damnit all. Then the idea came to
me.
God, we’re going to die out there.
“The beach.”
You’ll find us. Somehow. We’ll try to communicate. I don’t know how, but we will.
You have to still be there. There still has to
be a world. People. This isn’t everywhere,
is it? I’m sick thinking about it.
That’s all I had to say. His eyes were red
and swollen from his hard cry. How more
of the deadheads had not heard his sobs
from that shack was beyond me. He said
he always wanted to die on a beach listening to the waves come in. It was a two
hour drive and it used up most of our fuel
if we went through with that. He replied
with one word.
The others have finished their notes and
left them in the fort. I’m the last one.
They’re waiting. It’s time to go. Please find
us. The desert waits.
“Please.”
We’re choosing Hell over Eden. ✻
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The Bite
Jesse Hall
It was such a quick motion.
Teeth entered skin, a bit of blood, a bit
of disease. But the disease was virulent,
wasn’t it? Latched onto adrenaline to
spread faster. He looked in my eyes and
I looked into his. The pain from the bite
paled to the pain in our hearts.
We survived the 80’s, the remarks, the
shunning, and the beginning of the
bullshit. And now… it was a single bite.
Negative thoughts and actions poured
through my mind and his mouth. He fell
to his knees in tears but I couldn’t hug
INSIGHT
I loaded everything into the car. He sat in
the passenger seat with a dirty rag that
covered his fatal wound. I needed help,
but he had already gotten weak and his
sweat was a poison at that point.
The drive was not quiet. We talked the entire way there, the road we took had us on
a literal memory lane of good times long
passed. We held hands, even though I had
to wear a glove, we both understood that
it was just the way the wor