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The setting sun warmed Harold's back as he walked up the cracked road. A light breeze brushed against his clothing as it rustled past the trees around him. Above him, clouds drifted lazily across the sky, big and fluffy like cotton balls. The trees were filled with the twittering and piping of birds, the music of nature filling the air. As Harold crested the steep hill he paused momentarily to look around, his view spreading across the valley below..

“And I think about my loves
Well, I've had a few
Well, I'm sorry that I hurt them
Did I hurt you too?
I took what I wanted
Put my heart on the shelf
But how can you love me when you don't love yourself?
It was me against the world
I was sure that I'd win
The world fought back, punished me for my sins
And they tried to warn me
Of my evil ways
But I couldn't hear what they had to say"

"Oh hello whats this?”

Trapped. No power. Death all over. Malaysia is doomed. Anyone else?

Sam an I followed the suburban to an old high school turned armed camp.as we pulled up we saw the two tall log watch towers overseeing the front gate. We jumped out followed the escort through the school yard looking at tents an trailers lined up neatly . with soldiers standing by fires crackling happily in barrels , some were loading ammo an supplies in trucks ,still more were standing at attention getting instructions.

Given the circumstances this was within the picture.
Deyhra walked quietly through the empty street, Tucker beside her wearing cute little white boots to keep the snow out of his paws, while the human looked around them. The weather was still cold, the roads still icy and she was covered with a coat and three different long sleeve shirts. Her boots made minimum noise and suddenly she halted, the cat with her did too and they turned to look at each other.
“Don’t even start.”
So the cat started walking and she followed.

Sho finished her emails and walked to her makeshift closet. She pulled out her bag and began packing. First, the rum, then some mre’s, and so on.

‘Shit, where is my coat.’ She rummaged through her trunk and pulled out each piece of clothing and flung them around the room. As she got to the bottom she looked up and saw her jacket. On the peg, by her bed.

95 tonnes of steel slowly screeched to a halt as it approached the still smoldering civilian base that was called “Iron horse”. It was like a ghost town but without the ghost as the train engine had slowed down to less than a fast walking pace, even for the dead.

But that was the strange thing... no dead, no living.

Just the remains of the day that were still falling from the shy. Ash was primarily all that was left. So this wasn’t the best place to be either dead nor the living Pappa Doc thought to himself.

Annoying ward No#1-Ms. Sho.... Why are you laughing??
MWAH-*Still laughing* That crazy little rum drinking wench. Pop's is gonna be soooo mad.
AW No#2- Ms. Sho I think thats enough 'coffee'.
Mwah- Don't. Touch. My. 'Coffee.' Ummm... Class...er I mean... Training is canceled for *Counts on fingers* like.... Wait how far away is Ohio from here?
No#1-About two states to the east.
Mwah- For about three weeks.
No#2- For what reason?
Mwah- I need to see that that Crazy little rum drinking wench stays alive long enough to see Pop's.
No#2- Why?

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