monkey1z

     Had to run. They were hot on my trail. What they really were, I couldn't tell. I knew they were metallic, shaped like a salt shaker, and very deadly. They took Earth by surprise and killed a major chuck of the population.     The phrase "Exterminate!" became a haunting reminder that there was little hope to live for what survivors were left. Unfortunately, I was convinced I was the last of us all. Now, because my friend who was with me sneezed, I was on the run. My friend didn't make it.     I can't stop, not now. I'm sore all over, cold, missing a arm, and exhausted, but I can't quit now. I lose them in a forest. I rest for what littl