Saint.357's Blog – May 2013 Archive (6)

I am Jake’s machete!



I am the savior of Jake’s life.



He keeps my blade sharp, and I keep him alive.



I give him my power and he gives me his.



At his command my cold steel edge sinks into the flesh of the dead that would do him harm.



I am Jake’s machete!



I am the savior of Jake’s life.



Jake wipes the blood from my length.



I dispatch the heads of his enemies.



I keep Jake alive, and he gives me life.



With…

The moaning, that god awful in human sound that fills the still night air. I have seen it drive many a man to the depths of insanity, how I miss it! For it is times like these when the world grows quite and the demons lurking in the shadows of my mind crawl out of there depths bringing with them the memories that haunt my very soul. I have had to do countless evil things, even become the devil himself to survive. The worst of them always comes first, my greatest betrayal! Made all the more…

Me and Matty went into a house today. One of the neighbors houses, it was the first time for us, being in a neighbors home. I guess it was because I never took the time to get to know our neighbors like I should, now its too late. So I can’t tell you if they were good people or not, I wouldn’t even be able to tell you there last name was Ross, if it wasn’t for the fact it was stenciled on the side of the mailbox. I leave Matty in the car with the keys, I taught him how to driver just before…

It’s quite, the only sound that fills the air is the click of my lighter as a flip the cap on and off. It’s a nervous habit I have even now long after I quite smoking. Not for lack of desire to do so, but for lack of supply. Going on three months now and no mater where I search they always turn out empty on cigarets. Food water ammo and Cigarets, the things that ran out first when everything went to shit. You wouldn’t think smokes would be very high on someone list when there buying for the…

Four words, that’s all it took for the world to come to an end, four little words.



The first time I saw the words that ended the world, I thought it was a joke. I was on my computer mindless web surfing as I did most days. It was a clip on YouTube that first got my attention. Some granny low pixel video of a guy holding up a New York times newspaper, that days newspaper,  November 1st 2007 a Monday. The end of the world began on an average Monday, with four little words. “We Lost…

I’m sorry to say that the worst thing I’ve ever seen, is also the worst thing I’ve ever done. It was going on one year since this all started. I was traveling with a group of survivors and at this point all of us had pretty much given up on hope. It was clear that thing were never going to be the same again. A funny thing happens to a man when he losses hope. With hope goes fear, and with fear goes morality. At this point we were nothing more then marauders taking anything we want killing…