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The Wall Did Not Stop Them
The land turned into a real mess pretty quickly. There was no jobs, no food and all that was left scattered the land was the stinking stench of rotting disease riddled flesh. He came into power and suckered the people into believing that he had the answer to everything. Little did the people know that they had put their trust into a money whore who only had his own interest at heart. It took 60 Billion dollars to build the wall. When it was finally built everyone thought they were safe, there was laughter, drinking and partying. People began to plan all sort of things, they planned to start farming, raising families and all kinds of bogus idea bellowed out to them over speaker by a pedophile priest. They thought they were safe from the South. They thought it was finally over, but they were wrong, they were horribly wrong. Because on that very day they began to celebrate, the carnage was about to begin.
A Wall Washed With Blood
They had over a hundred thousand from the South in Captive. They were tortured daily. They were placed in electronic shock collars and were clothes-less as this was the agreed standard the country agreed on that all who came from the south should be treated. There was shouting and rejoicing on the land. People shouted "Make our country great again." repeatedly. I stood there and simply shook my head in disbelief at the mindless useless flesh parading in the streets with stars and stripes. Then suddenly there was a slight rumble, the earth shook for a few seconds and then it stopped. The cheering suddenly stopped for a while and many turned their faces to the direction of the wall they proudly built. Little did they anticipate that a good earthquake would bring their marvelous wall down to dust.
There was no more quake, everyone turned around and began to laugh, drink and started to chant disgusting slurs again. Then suddenly, the place started to shake again. It began to shake harder as the earth began to open under our very feet. People started to scream and run as they witnessed their precious wall collapsing and every brick stated to kiss the dirt. I stood there laughing and looking as people scampered, the wall crashed and the people from the south came flooding over. But they were different, they had been transformed from the horrible gassing that we did o them. Their flesh was green, their nails looked like claws of a bear, when they opened their mouth a stinking green gas escaped and mindless moaning ensued. I watch as hundreds of thousands came over the buried wall. A little girl was running with her Aryan mother but fell. Her mother turned around and saw that the mindless people from the South had already came close upon her daughter, she turned and looked me in the eyes and ran off as her daughter cried out her name desperately. The mindless people held her up under her arm, made a horrible shout and ripped the little girl in two. I watched as her tiny intestines hung from her dissected corpse as the zombies swarmed and fed on her freshly killed flesh. They were like hungry piranhas. When they finished, the only thing left on the ground was her cleaned out skull!
I began to run as I saw what was really happening. The people had been transformed into flesh eating zombies. As i was running I saw army vehicles rushing towards the crumbled wall. Automatic rifles then began to bellow as I watched the military ripping off chunks of these innocent people who were the victims of a mind crippling gas. The shooting lasted for about an hour as millions of rounds of ammunition pelted children, women, old, young, boys and men. Blood was the color of the day. This was vampires delight. I then saw a white heavily armored vehicle rush towards the front of the genocide. Everyone's eyes turned to the distinctive white vehicle. Then the door finally opened and out came the man whose idea was to put up a wall between us and the south and when the people resisted they were gassed. I could tell it was him, only he had a hair that looked like two squirrels mating. He stepped out and waved at his army and said "Nice work fellows, nice work, don't worry about it. The world is in trouble and I will fix it. That is what I do, I fixed things." He walked over to one of the corpse and placed his alligator leather shoe on the zombies head and asked for a photo to be taken by one of his puppet soldiers. I looked down at the once human who this horrible man had placed his feet upon and knew that at some point, she was a woman, a women who simply wanted to live a life just like the rest of us. As I was t turn and walk away I saw when her finger twitched. Then I saw her eyes flicked open. She suddenly jumped up and grabbed blondy by the neck, sank her teeth in and pulled out his wind pipe and chewed and swallowed. The soldiers were in shock as they could not fire as she was holding their leader. As soon as she dropped him a barrage of bullets massacred her to pieces. But that was too late. Blondie laid dead, his throat ripped out and his hair still blowing in the wind.
The soldiers looked around, looked at each other. The commander ordered a couple of them to remove his body and place it in a vehicle immediately. They drove off with their dead dictator. I stood there looking at the hundred thousand of corpse left on the ground. I wasn't going to stick around much longer, I did not plant to be the feast of one of these zombies who had a bullet miss the brain. I hijacked a park car and drove off slowly. A couple meters down the road i looked at my rear view mirror and saw the zombies getting up one by one. I simply straightened up, drove faster down the road, in the back of my mind, I knew this was not going to be over by a long shot.