{Destruction was all that remained in the world. Decomposing bodies either lay staked or shuffled about seeking the next meal. In this -c-

-c- altered living, one incorrect detail can cause a tragic loss, leaving an individual to experience smooth flesh anxiously pierced -c-

-c- with worn incisors, soon unearthing insides and ingesting greedily, the being no longer. A sight I've grown accustomed to. There -c-

-c- were no breaks, constantly running, attempting to grasp the single strand of hope that remained. Washington, a possible cure to -c-

-c- relieve of current disaster. I longed after peace, to relax comfortably, — safely, — beside Abraham. This dream nearly floated away, -c-

-c- into fleecy clouds to never be seen. -- Mahogany spheres lifted sleepily to view the scenery, a mass of trees and a seemingly -c-

-c- endless road. Hopes shattered, the story a devil's lie. We could only move forward, to discover a fresh motivation.}