If I have to go out, I should go my own way.
But, why should I go out by myself?
What about that asshole doctor who put me in this situation in the first place?
He left me without any choices, didn’t he?
What about all those others who’ve screwed me over?
Like the government who gave me this.
The same government that’s trying to steal my invention!
Maybe I should take them all out with me. Make them regret jerking me around. Why should I sit here and suffer?
Maybe I can put those assault rifles to good use. Thank God the good old boys at the NRA protected my right to stockpile those. They could come in handy. I could have one on each arm and a sling full of clips.
Maybe some of those grenades Wayne kept saying he could get me....
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The Z Contingency
Science FictionThe zombie apocalypse is coming. A scientist at the CDC has that terrifying realization when infected victims start displaying the symptoms predicted by his model. A virus responsible for hemorrhagic fevers is mutating into something that zombifie...
