The virus had been rough on the world. If only people had known that 2020 was a trial run; a fire drill; something to help prep for the darkness that would overtake in 2024.
Maybe we would’ve done more.
Someone was crawling towards him; he could hear their body scrapping on the rough ground. He sensed the “fingers” reaching for the ripped hem of his trouser and he extended his foot and kicked wildly; in the general direction of the feeling. No contact was made, he closed his eyes, counted to fifty and tried to remember the good times.
Maybe we would’ve done more.
Someone was crawling towards him; he could hear their body scrapping on the rough ground. He sensed the “fingers” reaching for the ripped hem of his trouser and he extended his foot and kicked wildly; in the general direction of the feeling. No contact was made, he closed his eyes, counted to fifty and tried to remember the good times.
