Setting
Default Location for Survival of the Dead Continued.
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Earth: America is a part of 
Dead Fingers.
3 Places in Earth: America:
34 Characters Here
Zach Lebowski [113]
Patrick Robertson [105]
Kira Rae Smith [102] In a world like this skill and technique isn't the only thing you need, but Hope.
John Baxter [85] "Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go."
Rose Rennalds [78]
Tallara H. Ryan [73] She's what you might call a delinquent with good intentions... just don't get on her bad side.
Luna Wheeler [68] Nothing a bandaid and a bottle of Vodka couldn't fix.
Jake Hays [61]
David Marsh [51] How the hell did this world go to Shit?
Jamie Robertson [50] hOnK :o)
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Death can be a royal bitch, but it can also be a blessing. There comes a point when the endless pain and suffering has to end. Disease spreads, bones break, living becomes pointless... especially with no medical care to be seen. We'd heard reports of cures and solutions... Of army hospitals and revolutionary medicines... But it was all here say and rumors. I didn't know where we were anymore. The days began to blur together, and time took is toll on our weary souls. We didn't have anything left in us.
We were alone, Kira and I. Many people had come and gone, but we stuck together. I kept telling her and myself that'd everything would be alright. We'd survive this hell hole, start a new life, maybe even start a family... No that'd never taken though. Survival was a fools errand. Kira was severely injured. Her ribs never healed properly, she probably had plenty of internal bleeding, it was a miracle she lasted this long... But she was tough.
Unfortunately her wounds scared every group we could find. She has had one foot in the grave for a while now and they all knew it. They expected the worst, thinking she would become what we've all been fighting against. I'd have to tie her up at night for their own illusions of safety, but I wouldn't ever leave her behind. We were meant to be together, and I believed we were meant to go out together.
We've been on this hill for a while now... I've been listening to the wind blow as I watched over my love... My life. I know she doesn't have much time left. Death had been knocking on our door all afternoon. Kira's laying in the grass next to me. It's finally warm again, and the harsh winter is over yet she still shivers. I know she doesn't have much time left. Faintly, she calls my name and I lay down next to her. She's worried, I can hear it in her voice. I turn towards her and gently grab her hand.
"Listen to me. I love you. It's gonna be alright."
Her hand tightens with every last ounce of strength she has. She knows I'm not taking survival. I kiss her forehead.
"I'm right here with you."
We were alone, Kira and I. Many people had come and gone, but we stuck together. I kept telling her and myself that'd everything would be alright. We'd survive this hell hole, start a new life, maybe even start a family... No that'd never taken though. Survival was a fools errand. Kira was severely injured. Her ribs never healed properly, she probably had plenty of internal bleeding, it was a miracle she lasted this long... But she was tough.
Unfortunately her wounds scared every group we could find. She has had one foot in the grave for a while now and they all knew it. They expected the worst, thinking she would become what we've all been fighting against. I'd have to tie her up at night for their own illusions of safety, but I wouldn't ever leave her behind. We were meant to be together, and I believed we were meant to go out together.
We've been on this hill for a while now... I've been listening to the wind blow as I watched over my love... My life. I know she doesn't have much time left. Death had been knocking on our door all afternoon. Kira's laying in the grass next to me. It's finally warm again, and the harsh winter is over yet she still shivers. I know she doesn't have much time left. Faintly, she calls my name and I lay down next to her. She's worried, I can hear it in her voice. I turn towards her and gently grab her hand.
"Listen to me. I love you. It's gonna be alright."
Her hand tightens with every last ounce of strength she has. She knows I'm not taking survival. I kiss her forehead.
"I'm right here with you."