Blue Zone Zyracuse

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  • Prison Break

    “James, they gonna be real mad at us if they catch us.” “Then make sure you keep looking for them so I can dig. I can’t dig too fast with this spoon.” Ever since he arrived, James had been looking for a way out. He tried to climb over the fence, but the barbed wire…

  • At Ron’s Grill

    It’s funny to think about them. They eat, they shit, they spread disease. They breed, they fight for their young. They start all over again with the eating, shitting, spreading disease, and breeding. Then they solve any problem that stands in the way of their eating, their shitting, their breeding, and their young, but not…

  • The Lessons That They Teach

    I use to think “Christmas spirit” was a joke. To me it was nonsense, bull. Nothing more than an excuse for corporate fat cats to get that much fatter. I suppose that changed when the dead rose. You should have seen it. Christmas morning came around and it was…Well, I suppose you’d call me a…

  • Door 13.

    “So, why are goods transported via car referred to as a ‘shipment,’ while goods sent by ship are called ‘cargo’?” asked a penetrating voice in the room’s silence. All was black in the room of makeshift confinement – perhaps even pitch black, if such a difference between “black” and “pitch black” could be determined. There…

  • The Sheep’s Clothing

    Everyone loved zombies. Who knew that New York horded such a massive colony of undead fans? Everyone would go see the movies. They loved watching their badass heroes slaughter mobs of ghouls on the big screen. The fad went unnoticed next to the polo shirts and sports games, but they were there. Believe me, the creepy shirts,…

  • The Halloween Parade

    Eight men dressed as hookers. Eleven women dressed as Corpse Corps members. The rendition of the Eighteenth Squad by their lovers had everyone laughing. One person in a Richard Nixon mask. One of Ronald Reagan, and four of Clinton. There were six Dick Cheneys. Amazing how the old monsters never die. The one wearing the…

  • S.A.D.

    I’ve just got to get through the next week or two and I’ll be okay. Yeah. Right. I know evolutionary biology isn’t really all that interesting in these times. Shut up. I’ve got a point. I remember before the collape seeing an article on the news about back pain. Apparently, the human spine was designed—no,…

  • Endangered Species

    Vannawhite’s face was a death mask as she walked past Clipboard, staring straight ahead, face covered in her own blood. She didn’t slow down or even acknowledge him. He watched her go in amazement. When she was ten yards past, he called after her. “Hey V-Dub! Don’t you have anything to say? What happened? Is…

  • Set for Life

    It was only natural that hobbies would arise in the Zone. Once you got past the terror, the malnutrition, the lack of privacy, the cold, and the despair, there was the boredom. There was plenty of all six to go around. A few people tried knitting scarves and sweaters, some played cards, most just shivered…

  • Zonexistentialism

    “Neither need you tell me,” said Candy, “that we must take care of our garden.” “You are in the right,” said Glossy; “for when we were put into this garden of Eden, it was with an intent to dress it; and this proves that mankind was not born to be idle.” “Work then without disputing,”…

  • Tagged

    It was seven feet tall, bright orange, and aesthetically unpleasant. Whoever did it put it halfway between the entrances to the A & B concourses. Whoever did it had never bothered to burden his or her talents with anything as inconvenient as an art class. Slater looked at Asher. “When I find out who did…