So I got bored and thought. Wouldn't it be neat to make a collective recollection of a world lost to animals? A survivor wandering the said world, finding the final writings of the victims. Care to play victim?
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I never was the kind of person who actually wrote things. But I am short on things to do. And well I don't really expect this will be found.
A long time back. Never was one to keep up with time either so yeah, we will stick with "a long time back." Something just went wrong in natures wiring. All the animals... they just went primal or something. House dogs turned on anything around them, birds fell from the skies in a rain of claws and beaks, and the cats.. They were everywhere. The woodland creatures. Stampeding, stomping deer, coyotes, the wolves.. The rats..
We all did what we could to defend ourselves. There was just to many. Its as if nature turned every living thing mad... and forgot human.. The last thing I saw before my retreat here, was a large buck coming at me, a german shepard impaled on one of its horns dragging the beasts head to the ground. The deer didn't even seem to notice. Dragging the dog and horn , still intent to gore me along with its' other prize..
Now here I sit alone in this bunker, sealed in the earth with no food left, very little water.
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I never was the kind of person who actually wrote things. But I am short on things to do. And well I don't really expect this will be found.
A long time back. Never was one to keep up with time either so yeah, we will stick with "a long time back." Something just went wrong in natures wiring. All the animals... they just went primal or something. House dogs turned on anything around them, birds fell from the skies in a rain of claws and beaks, and the cats.. They were everywhere. The woodland creatures. Stampeding, stomping deer, coyotes, the wolves.. The rats..
We all did what we could to defend ourselves. There was just to many. Its as if nature turned every living thing mad... and forgot human.. The last thing I saw before my retreat here, was a large buck coming at me, a german shepard impaled on one of its horns dragging the beasts head to the ground. The deer didn't even seem to notice. Dragging the dog and horn , still intent to gore me along with its' other prize..
Now here I sit alone in this bunker, sealed in the earth with no food left, very little water.