Month: July 2011

With a string of twitchers still following in our wake, I put Pyotr on the back, giving him firm orders to stay onboard until we stop. Leonid rides on the right, Mykola on the left, while I mow a path with the .50 cal. The darkening sky smells of sulfur and cooked flesh. The only … Read more Paraplegic Zombie Slayer:p.17