The end is extremely fucking nigh
I don't know if it was the hail, wind, or hail that knocked out the power. It doesn't matter. Not much matters right now. I don't have a computer or radio, and nobody is answering the phone. I know what's happening, I just don't believe it.
I'm in the records room. Vault doors and cement walls. They can't get in. I can't get out either, not that it would do any good. I don't know who else is seeing this, but I hope you're safe. I hope you don't see this. I hope you don't see me.
I went out to see why the generator didn't start. Maybe it was still turned off for the maintenance yesterday. I don't know, because I didn't make it. Sometimes life imitates movies, you know? They came from the park next door. Stumbling, lurching, and just... wrong. I didn't see them until they were on top of me, grabbing and pulling. I guess the rain helped me, because I was slippery enough to get away and back inside. They came after. They just ran through the glass, and didn't even slow down as it shattered and cut into them.
The people in the hall didn't run. I guess they were confused, because who the fuck would have expected this? I shouldn't be laughing I guess, but did you hear the one about the bear? I don't have to run faster than the bear, I just have to run faster than you. Aw hell. I'm bad, let me have one last indulgence.
I hope you don't see me.
I wasn't fast enough I guess. My arm hurts. My wrist is swollen where they bit me. I'm cold and I keep vomiting. I still don't believe it, but I've seen enough movies to know how this one ends.
If you see me, say hello. Maybe I'll hear you. I'd like to hear you. Just once more.
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I'm in the records room. Vault doors and cement walls. They can't get in. I can't get out either, not that it would do any good. I don't know who else is seeing this, but I hope you're safe. I hope you don't see this. I hope you don't see me.
I went out to see why the generator didn't start. Maybe it was still turned off for the maintenance yesterday. I don't know, because I didn't make it. Sometimes life imitates movies, you know? They came from the park next door. Stumbling, lurching, and just... wrong. I didn't see them until they were on top of me, grabbing and pulling. I guess the rain helped me, because I was slippery enough to get away and back inside. They came after. They just ran through the glass, and didn't even slow down as it shattered and cut into them.
The people in the hall didn't run. I guess they were confused, because who the fuck would have expected this? I shouldn't be laughing I guess, but did you hear the one about the bear? I don't have to run faster than the bear, I just have to run faster than you. Aw hell. I'm bad, let me have one last indulgence.
I hope you don't see me.
I wasn't fast enough I guess. My arm hurts. My wrist is swollen where they bit me. I'm cold and I keep vomiting. I still don't believe it, but I've seen enough movies to know how this one ends.
If you see me, say hello. Maybe I'll hear you. I'd like to hear you. Just once more.
This message was sent from my BlackBerry handheld device.
http://myelvesaredifferent.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-like-its-end-of-world-bliteotw.html