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It figured. He was the first living soul Jake had seen in weeks-or was it months now-and of course Jake had to find him right after his run-in with that thing in the filthy Little League uniform. Jake had broken into the Wal-Mart easily enough, distantly surprised that the looters and rioters and...other things had left it alone, and made a beeline for the pharmacy section. He'd poured the peroxide with one shaking hand over the other, breath too loud in his ears, his stomach roiling. The

A plague is destroying humanity and in the aftermath, two desperate men try to survive.

Well, we were going to have baked tuna with tomatoes and shallots, but my SO just dropped the fish on the floor, so I guess it's gonna be a frozen pizza night.

I worked at a tanning salon for years and never saw anything like that happen.

My avatar? Who can say no to a hotdog wearing an eyepatch? Especially when he's carrying a smoking gun....

I remember exactly when River Phoenix died, but I didn't hear about Brandis until very recently. Kinda ironic that his falling popularity contributed to his death, yet he was so far out of the public eye at that point that many of his fans didn't hear about him dying until way after the fact. /bummer

Adrian: I'll see your Wil Wheaton and raise you a Jonathan Brandis. You gotta love the geeky ones!

Well, I do like to cultivate an air of mystery. Thanks for the welcome, Jack!

It's a little tricky to leave lurker mode, but I'll do my best!

Hi all. I've been lurking and thoroughly enjoying many of the stories on GA for a while now but just finally plucked up the courage to officially join and post some of my writing. I'm still learning my way around, but I'm looking forward to kicking the lurking habit and being, you know, a contributing member of society.