A little precursor for those that haven't read the book is here: [link]
So if ya like the idea of a zombie apocalypse and can write, get over to Bartleby's page and get down to the story.


World War Z: EndingsThis was found in an elementary school in the outskirts of Biloxi, Mississippi written in what appears to be crayon on the wall. It is unfinished and heartbreaking. After ten years, the bones are still gnawed and evident.World War Z: Endings
Fiends of the flesh, harboring the truer life. On they came; Spreading death, Spreading strife.
The moans begot more The moans made sleep worse. Caught in the moment, most panicked. Most died.
There was solace in this when they came back. Dripping blood and gore Making our family
a snack. Humanity ended here.


SunshineStep lively! The speaker blares And the boots on your feet Splash their way through the doom But he tells you its not wet, And you listenSunshine
You are a miracle! He says in a steel voice A true honor of God A gift, a light, and we could be nothing Without you! A thousand people nod their heads Ignore the self-righteous grin On their neighbor I am you, they think; The only You
You will make us who we Were destined to be And thank you, thank you For the leg up For the shiny boots
And the clean sheets And the un


Taking ExceptionShe lived in a house that she worshipped, pushed back from the roads and suburbs down little more than a dirt path. One would never find it if one werent looking for it. The man who owned the land and large homestead rented it out to her for an awfully reasonable price, made even more remarkable to her considering the trade-off of privacy, quiet, huge weeping willows and ducks and geese brambling about her yard. She had nearly cried from happiness the day she moved in, he recalled. She wasnt expecting his visit today. He had talked to her on the phone everyTaking Exception


Get Thee Behind MeHe could hear the chug-chug-chug of shovel hitting dirt before he could see anything; dark, twisted branches scraped at his face, begging him to stay with them in the shadow. So they werent so alone, he thought, and immediately wondered why. They outnumbered him. He kicked the thought underneath his consciousness like the leaves now crushing underneath his shoes.Get Thee Behind Me
I can smell you.
He stopped presently. Thought about being insulted. But then remembered he shouldnt be; the digger had an acute sense of smell. Nevertheless he reminde
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"You do drink, don't you?"
"I did just say I was a writer."
- 1408
Keep them coming...please.
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"I recognize terror as the finest emotion and so I will try to terrorize the reader. But if I find that I cannot terrify, I will try to horrify, and if I find that I cannot horrify, I'll go for the gross-out. I'm not proud." Stephen King
We fuckin' rule.
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"You do drink, don't you?"
"I did just say I was a writer."
- 1408
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"I recognize terror as the finest emotion and so I will try to terrorize the reader. But if I find that I cannot terrify, I will try to horrify, and if I find that I cannot horrify, I'll go for the gross-out. I'm not proud." Stephen King
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"You do drink, don't you?"
"I did just say I was a writer."
- 1408
Glad you liked Poltergeist Criddy...
we sure miss you around here!
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"You are responsible for the consequences of your convictions."
-Jack McCoy
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"I recognize terror as the finest emotion and so I will try to terrorize the reader. But if I find that I cannot terrify, I will try to horrify, and if I find that I cannot horrify, I'll go for the gross-out. I'm not proud." Stephen King
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"You are responsible for the consequences of your convictions."
-Jack McCoy
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"I recognize terror as the finest emotion and so I will try to terrorize the reader. But if I find that I cannot terrify, I will try to horrify, and if I find that I cannot horrify, I'll go for the gross-out. I'm not proud." Stephen King
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