Jack ran over, without breathe. His eyes are filled with scary, his skin was pale, like something was chasing him. “The city can’t came back anymore….. it can’t be saved.” He said with anger and fear and frustrations. Our head was blank , we thought he was joking, but it seemed like real. He told us that the people from his village was like brain washed or something, they doesn’t look like human a...

Sorrowful screams, wails of tribulation, ubiquitous thoughts of past regrets. The streets of death carry the heavy weight of incomplete accounts: stories with no ending. Souls that will forever live in a coma-like state unaware that their world is still rotating while they live in a timeless reality in which their mundane existence has even less significance. Here everyone is dead. Here it doesn’t...

Part I

I slammed the trunk shut, the sound muffled by icy rainfall. The last of my boxes rattled inside, sealing off what remained of my life in Jackson City. Even with wind clawing at my coat, I felt lighter than I had in months. Finally, I was leaving it all behind. The crumbling sidewalks, the derelict buildings and roads riddled with potholes.

Jackson City, or The City of Death a...

I need to start learning how to turn people down. In all my years hunting for lost treasure, I've never seen anything quite like what I saw in the City of Death. But, if anything, it was a journey that really weighed on my emotions and got me questioning my mortality. What felt like only a couple minutes, I was roaming those streets for weeks. Time moves differently in that realm. And that was jus...

The city laid behind her. Janet had escaped by the skin of her teeth. Thankfully authorities were not beyond the walls otherwise she would have been screwed. She bent over to catch her breath when a young man approached her walking with a nap sack and staff.

“Hello, My name is Peter, what is yours?”, she rolled her eyes up and after a deep breath said “Jessica.”, and with that she took another br...

In the city, a deep grief, things in the air. It feasts on flesh, and drinks breath. I barely escaped the city of death. I used a bone to pick the lock of my cage, I used fire to divert the guards. I climbed over the walls and the barbed wire and dropped down to the ground below. When I landed, my leg bone split and pierced through my mid decaying flesh. Nevertheless, I am determined to make it ba...

My heart aches, just as my head throbs with pain, not my pain, but the hurt from the sounds of cries and wailing continuing to reach me, I’ve trekked over a mile away from the old city walls and I can still hear the anguish, in the streets where everyone can hear you scream, and smell the bittersweet stench of death from within City of Death. It’s nightmare fuel, it’s been all I’ve heard over the ...

TW: SUICIDE

Amadi finally escaped Kaso, the kingdom of death.

That’s what the Kasons call it.

Kaso has the nickname for a reason. Everywhere you go, there is death. It’s all you ever see. It’s all you ever know. It’s all Amadi has ever known.

When Amadi was ten, his mother got killed by Kaso guards. Six months later, his dad took Amadi and his littler brother, Jabari, to the green p...

Like electricity a few sparks.

The essence of life fill my body in which my spirit begins bathing in its warmth.

Through this ignition I feel the feeling of life again!

With so much energy and passion beyond my reach, I have the intentions to run and jump across the world as I rise with wobbling legs. I quickly fall to the ground, my knees rushing to the concrete and my hands to catch myself. T...

Garric stopped running and stood with his hands braced against his knees to catch his breath. He still was not sure whether or not he had been followed out of the town, but he decided it was best to put some distance between himself and it before he found out. Looking back, he could discern nothing moving in the direction of the dead town and moved on, more slowly from thereafter.

The dead town ...