They are living for the end of the world. They are more than willing to kill people to protect what is theirs. They have all kinds of scenarios mapped out that will help insure their survival. Everyone of them has looked on me with pity when I admit that I might have a weeks worth of canned food in my house at any one time. Some have even went so far as to build bunkers. They have food, water, and weapons stockpiled. People who are obsessed with surviving the next great catastrophe. I’ve met a few survivalists over the years. These towns had fought off ferals, buried their neighbors, lived and died and suffered together in the blood-drenched years just after the collapse, survived against unspeakable odds and then only by holding together into the calm…” ”Civilization in Year Twenty was an archipelago of small towns. We mourn their loss, but we also have to mourn for the part of ourselves that is lost with each of their passings. The people missing from our lives is the hardest part. When the Georgia Flu sweeps around the world killing 99.6% of the population there were suddenly. ”Hell is the absence of the people you long for.”
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