Brody

Josh Hansen

English

The world was harsh. The land was harsh. Fire all around me and car crashes. I wished there was a better life somewhere. Maybe below? Maybe up? For now, I must find out how to live in this place. Maybe it could be in the subway, below. Or the tower up.

Up, down, left, right. Searching for escape. Smoke burns lungs. Apocalyptic hell. Try to scale tower, but zombie vultures peck at my head. Bunker in the subway and fiery plague rats try to cuddle me. I meditated eyes closed, as another car crashes into flame. Sudden epiphany!!!!

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