author - "Mercades Licht"
I can feel the virus eating away at my body and know if I don’t do this now, then I’ll become one of them. I cough up blood and grimace when I notice it’s black. I look towards the door as it crashes open and about five or more no eyed dead freaks come at me running. These ones seem to be able to move faster than the others but can’t stop without crashing. As they get closer I see torn flesh where their eyes should be.
I wish I would of beleived my father when he said evil was among us. I wish I could go back to that day. The day my family died. We would of never went out at night and they would of all been alive, but I can't go back. Now I am not going to rest until every single one is dead. If I die I go down fighting. I don't know if anyone else can see them but if there is I hope I can find them. I just hope I'm not the last one.
I might change the name, if you have any suggestions please comment them. I will come up with a better blurb, but I haven't got a good one right now. Sorry. Serra is an outcast, almost like one of the Invisibles, yet everyone seems to know her. She has always been fascinated by vampires and their ability to not die. There is one though that she feels strongly pulled towards.
My sister died in The Dead Games. My bestfriends brother died in The Dead Games. One hundred of us go into The Dead Z'one and the ones that come back out when the time ends goes right back in when they hit the next town. The Dead Games is for the Presidents amusement, but to the ones that are thrown in, its about survival.
I lost everything, my parents, my friend. And then the one person I trusted, my best friend, comes back and I don't know what to do. My powers are going crazy and I can't seem to control them anymore. And Jace has a secret, one that I don't think I'll every figure out. I lost her once. My Ceri. And then when I move to a new place a new school I find her. Losing all contact to her was agony and then I find out that the last message I heard from her wasn't only about her sadness of me not talking
I can feel the virus eating away at my body and know if I don’t do this now, then I’ll become one of them. I cough up blood and grimace when I notice it’s black. I look towards the door as it crashes open and about five or more no eyed dead freaks come at me running. These ones seem to be able to move faster than the others but can’t stop without crashing. As they get closer I see torn flesh where their eyes should be.
I wish I would of beleived my father when he said evil was among us. I wish I could go back to that day. The day my family died. We would of never went out at night and they would of all been alive, but I can't go back. Now I am not going to rest until every single one is dead. If I die I go down fighting. I don't know if anyone else can see them but if there is I hope I can find them. I just hope I'm not the last one.
I might change the name, if you have any suggestions please comment them. I will come up with a better blurb, but I haven't got a good one right now. Sorry. Serra is an outcast, almost like one of the Invisibles, yet everyone seems to know her. She has always been fascinated by vampires and their ability to not die. There is one though that she feels strongly pulled towards.
My sister died in The Dead Games. My bestfriends brother died in The Dead Games. One hundred of us go into The Dead Z'one and the ones that come back out when the time ends goes right back in when they hit the next town. The Dead Games is for the Presidents amusement, but to the ones that are thrown in, its about survival.
I lost everything, my parents, my friend. And then the one person I trusted, my best friend, comes back and I don't know what to do. My powers are going crazy and I can't seem to control them anymore. And Jace has a secret, one that I don't think I'll every figure out. I lost her once. My Ceri. And then when I move to a new place a new school I find her. Losing all contact to her was agony and then I find out that the last message I heard from her wasn't only about her sadness of me not talking