Mack2468

Let me paint this scene out for you all nice and simple, 'kay? A history lesson will do us all good every now and then. So, let's go back seven years to 2012, when the world really did stop turning. To make things short and sweet, some of the world's largest power houses couldn't keep their stuff together and started a war.  Before you know it, BOOM! It all goes nuclear. I was a twelve-year-old in a little town in Kansas back then. I was one of the lucky ones, fortunate to have relatives out of the state. By the time the war's over, Los Angles, excuse me, Battery City is the only place left on the map where people can survive the radiation. A

“Should we go down this street? It looks awfully creepy....” my friend, Kevin Werchesterchire asked. “Of course we should, Kev! Don’t tell me you’re afraid!” I exclaimed in reply, shouldering him jokingly. “This is the best street for miles! It’s a trick-or-treater’s paradise!”            “That’s Zule for you,” another friend, Adam, said rolling his eyes and referring to the only name I respond to. “She’s right, though. I’ve been wanting to go here for ages!” my fourth and final friend, Skylar, exclaimed, excited. We were an odd group