Time is Ticking by Wils Journal Drabble writing prompt entry |
![]() I am sitting here, in an area that looks very much like a wasteland, with the sound of the ticking clock counting down what’s left of life. Not that we haven’t given a good fight. The bodies are strewn about the place, some simply shot, others bashed with whatever was nearby. I only have a few bullets left. This gun has saved my life multiple times but now desperation is setting in. Some people have resorted to eating the dead to stay alive, but I can’t do that. If this is to be my last entry, please know I tried.
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