A house explodes

I can't distinguish between radiation sickness and the plague. Is this the bomb from Donovan creeping up my arm, or Emma's sickness from Denver? I'm feverish, my veins stand out in high contrast. Many are dying. I may join them. I may be grateful to do so.

Little Things

The world has ended. I miss whiskey and coffee. Duh.

I really, really miss my nail clippers.

Rabbit (You guys remember Rabbit, right?)

Coming back is like falling down a rabbit hole.

Have y'all ever seen Ringu or even The Ring? (Both are good in my opinion.) That outline of the boundary.... I reckon y'all know, but the line around my attic door is my Ring. This is the boundary of the unknown, the singularity, the place where the madness began. I've escaped now, of course.

Of course.

 

Hey Guys

I just wanted to say I'm workin' on it. We ain't dead. And the world hasn't ended just yet. New shit soon.