Entry CXI
'I lived in the City of Antigonus, Novus’ager; a medium continent smack dab in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. We were on top of our game; had the sewage system placed under out city with running water and even gas lamp for lighting. Things were looking up to us on our place called home. But if you are reading this then you will notice I said ‘lived’…

Not long ago things started changing; our nights became starless and the wolves in our forest were becoming to come closer and louder in vocals and size. Sightings of large serpent like creatures, bears and even jungle cats were starting to show up at the edges of our City! My god, I though I ventured the forest through enough to know there were no jungle cats in the first place! How did they get there and how are they getting so big?

Then our idea of an apocalypse came; not fast but slow and torturing. Bodies drained of all of their life force; didn’t matter the age or statues, you could be a holy man or an innocent child; we kept finding bodies in the streets after a dark night. Some said psychopathic killers from another continent made it into the city walls as others; the elders of our humble city pointed fingers to witchcraft and things from storybooks and legends like Vampires. Though many laughed in their face… they are the ones laughing now if they made it out of the city.

It came hard and fast when a hurricane came off of the coast; bodies of some of our beloved and faces that had no name at all came from the darkness of the forest and sewers pale as clouds on a sunny day that combed the streets killing some innocence but it wasn’t to feed… no it was their way of luring out the strong to do the same thing they did to the innocent. We had no chance; we had to run and hide. Many went out of city limits and into the forest; but they were fast almost too fast. Many fell from exhaustion to be captured and dragged back to the city but by sunrise the city was sealed off from other escaping.

For the rest of us, we were lost in the wilderness incapable of fending or feeding ourselves. Through our exhaustion and hunger we were found by humans that lived in the forest we thought were hermits. If only we paid more attention. Fera they called themselves; looked, acted, ate and felt like humans but angered or other circumstances, they changed into animals. They aided us to get back on our feet and fight for what was ours in the beginning but most of all they gave us hope…

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