It won't be, zombies, nor hubris that kills us. Famine, overpopulation, or climate change. Only because we were already dead. Our existence just the beginning for something greater. Someone greater. Because there is always someone greater.
BREAKING NEWS!! May 25, 2024 | Interviewee: Shaun Quinzel
"Please find my baby, please please...please. Mami, if you're out there, just know we won't ever stop looking for you Chanel. It's been 2 weeks and we're still looking for her. We-"
"COPS AINT SHIT, THEY AINT NO HELP! FIND MY SISTER!"
"...Jodie, please calm down. Sniff P-please...find her. Find my daughter."
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Chanel's POV...
I struggled against my captures before they threw me in the room before leaving, barrier closing behind them. This wasn't supposed to happen...
The place I was at was cold and void of life. Of happiness. It had a modern style to it but it was clear which parts they cared for more than others. Lights flickered down the corridor where we were all being kept. Hordes of us treated like Guinea pigs with bare minimum of food, water, and "entertainment."
"LET ME THE FUCK OUTTA HERE! THIS IS SOME FUCKING BULLSHIT!" I jolted at the sound of one of the many angry victims' voices bouncing off the walls of the long hallway filled with glass panels to observe each and every prisoner as if we were zoo animals. This is so fucked. I shouldn't be here...
