Day Three Night Three (Part 1 of 2: Day Three)

July 16, 2017




The setting sun dipping under the rubble transformed the broken city into an  alien landscape.


While that humongous egg-yolk waltzed out of his life with a slice of blood orange blaze it got him thinking of cold orange juice in a wet glass. 


How couldn't he go for a frosty glass of O.J. right now?

He’d open his mouth, crank his neck back, and murder it in one go.  And speaking of murder, he put his own survival so far to the smaller, slower, weaker, and stupider going first.




(CC) 2002 - 28 Days Later.



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