Smoke Them If You Got Them

The gang began to hang out behind the bike rack at the school, with the weird kid allowed to hang since he had cigarettes he was willing to share.

The gang was like most rebels in high school, they talked shit about the teachers, they made bad taste jokes, and they egged each other on over graffiti and other minor crimes.

Near the end of the school year, they began to talk about the abandoned gas station one block over, and the group dared themselves to enter that night.

The weird kid ate well, then began again a decade later. 

Tomb Borrower

I opened the tomb and shone my light inside. The walls looked as i expected, but then I looked at the floor, and saw four sets of footprints visible in the painted dust the ancient culture used in their tombs.

One would be the head priest, who would have laid the ruler to rest. Another would be the widow, giving her last regards. And the third would be Sir Joseph Visnor, who previously came in to take photos.

So who was the other one? Thieves? Historians? The reanimated corpse of the dead ruler?

No, that's crazy...

My light then died.

Now Broke

So you know that thing about how a butterfly flaps its wings and that causes a hurricane on the other side of the world? Well, that's not the theory. The theory goes that if you could ot the world's climate to the atom, but miss one butterfly's wing flaps, eventually the knock on effect will lead to you missing a hurricane occurring. Not cause and effect, more compounding chaos.

So, do you understand this? You do? Excellent.

I bring this up because a while ago I set up a model of the stock market, and I kinda missed ZZX Inc...

Memory Loss

She threw my hand out of her own and stomped her foot, standing just outside the cave.

"I'm not taking one more step until you tell me why I can't remember anything before this morning!"

I shook my head.

"I told you, you can't know!"

"And I'm not accepting that!"

I sighed and pulled a letter out of my rucksack.

"Look, this is a risk, but before we decided this, you wrote yourself a letter."

I passed it over, and she read it quickly. I was ready to explain why the handwriting looked different to hers, but she was satisfied.

Times New Words

He was on one knee, halfway through the most beautiful speech I'd ever heard when my phone began to ring. We both laughed as I pulled it out and went to turn it off, only for him to suddenly grab at his ear in pain.

I insisted on looking, which is when I found the earbud that was feeding him his lines.

At first I was upset, but when he insisted it was just to make sure he got it right, I asked if he wore it at any other time.

The list was fifteen long when I walked away.

Counting Zs

Day 468- 5 zombies on the west fence, 2 on east wall.

Day 469- 3 zombies in south moat.

Day 470- Raiders from the north. They 'requested' entry. I distracted them long enough.

Day 470- 12 zombies in the north, the 9 raiders and 3 others.

Day 471- Carrot crop harvested.

Day 472- 14 zombies on the west fence, 19 zombies on the east wall, 8 zombies in south moat, 25 zombies in the north. I assume the raiders lured them here. Took out emergency weapon supplies in preparation for killing many zombies tomorrow.

Day 473- Not enough.

Blood burning.

Hired By Al

The team has been hired to break into the Captain's Quarters, on the lead ship of the Generational Convoy to Humanity's new home. Her orders had been consistent, but delivered by the AI, and powerful people wanted to know what was going on.

The four of them worked a plan, and executed it, forcing the Captain's door open just long enough to get in. They entered, and were almost immediately gassed and killed.

A few moments later, the AI annouced that the 4 new Captains had killed the old Captain and were now in charge, their orders pretty much identical.