Welcome to HELL WEEK y'all. Here is the fifth of my SIX entries for the week laid upon the altar of the mighty Idol gods. As always, may they be exceedingly kind and generous...
It's my head canon that Angie and Carl make it to the west coast, were safe zones do in fact exist. There Angie will meet a nice young man, fall in love with him, and marry him in a little wedding where Carl will cry like a proud papa.
"Chances were, if one bit you, you would die because they’d finish fucking eating you."
What a fantastic line :)
Really like how you focused on the human relationship here - the horror is even more terrifying up against the simple needs of humans to connect.
You have one section when they get into the store where you have two sentences in first person - I like this one in third, though, glad you made that choice!
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What a fantastic line :)
Really like how you focused on the human relationship here - the horror is even more terrifying up against the simple needs of humans to connect.
You have one section when they get into the store where you have two sentences in first person - I like this one in third, though, glad you made that choice!
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