I can't believe this. Someone seriously killed someone for that freak's ststupid sacrifice? Why? Who would be so messed up in the head to do what that guy says? Killing each other for what? Peace? Daylight? For these monsters to go away?

There had to be another way.

Say it's just a nightmare.

Great, just great. First some guy is trying to set the town on fire, now some lady has rabies... what's next, that guy comes back?

This is such crap. This stupid town.

The fog is back. I mean it's... not as thick as it was, and it's not exactly higher than the buildings.

But I don't like this fog. I don't like how weird it feels. I think I'm just going to head to the library and stay there today. There's some awesome books there.

It's really nice outside today. Think the weather is going to keep on getting nicer? And no more monsters from the mist or in the hospital like some whacked out horror movie...

[She coughs a little.]Anyway, does anyone know if our library has an occult section? Or a cooking section... or could someone teach me to cook? Dad usually made everything ( Read more... )

Does anyone have a little portable radio I could have? I just don't want to go around this place without one... maybe the radios will just create some static if there are monsters in this mist or something.

It's not real! It can't be. They don't exist here. This isn't THAT place.

They don't even look the same but they feel it. The clothing. The nurses. They're different. But what am I supposed to do? What if this place is really connected to that place?

I'm not sure what to do.

Dad would know.

[There is a blonde teenager standing in her kitchen in an over-sized flannel shirt, messily buttoned so that its utterly uneven. Her hair is a mess. And even still she's got the biggest grin on her face.]

This is so awesome! Did you guys see the zombie?

[The phone is shifted to show a zombie maid cleaning a cereal bowl at the sink.]This is just ( Read more... )

You know I thought things couldn't get any worse until I realized the water was nearly as tall as I am.

[Heather can only sigh, though the sound of the water splashing around her as she slowly wades through the water.]

The water is just going to keep rising, right?

[For once her voice is almost... almost too quiet to hear. She's gasping a little, trying for all the world not to cry anymore. But she can't stop.]

Dad? Dad? Dad please answer me! Dad, dad!

Where are you? Don't leave me alone like this. You can't be gone... you can't be.

Dad!

There's too much damn snow! When will it stop? I can't even leave the house because of all the snow. How am I supposed to go any where with this crap.

[There's a rustle of cloth as the curtains are pulled away from the window in her room. You can hear the squeak of a hand rubbing against the window.]

Does anyone have a shovel I can borrow?