ALONE IN THE KINGDOM - TRAPPED IN THESE WALLS


First, it was Dick, but then more came. Like a steady stream from a creek so innocent and unnoticeable at first. Now a pool of these people stumbled at Johnathan's front porch, shaking his walls. Johnathan huddles away from the wall a shotgun in his lap, rocking. His breathing still remains out of control besides all of his attempts to calm himself failed, as the walls taunted him that his kingdom was threatened.



 "John you need to get up." Johnathan kept repeating between each breath. He hated being in this state of hyperventilation, it made him feel vulnerable. As decorated war vet who had been cast away by his government and the town, he had a hard time letting his guard down.


"John get up!" John shuffled his feet back underneath him slowly pushing himself along the living room wall. Windows smashed and he fell back down to the floor. Johnathan uncontrol started weeping.


"Damn it, John, you are going to die." He continued to rock as they people outside continued to come in.

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