Ze Future.

You know what, I’m not actually going to write a story. This is a personal log about what would scare the hell out of me in the future.
Scenario: The oil crisis has created a post-apocalyptic wasteland of useless gadgetry and a graveyard of vehicles. Horses and clean water are the new currency, one of which is susceptible to the zombie threat that has slowly encroached the freedom of every living organism on the planet. Heavily armed strongholds are established in Maine, New Hampshire, the Midwest, and the Southwest points of Arizona and Nevada. There are no more banks, large institutions, or governing bodies—only the wilderness and nomadic population of zombie hordes that are getting more desperate for food.

…You know what, this actually sounds awesome. Never mind. I have no fears for the future anymore.

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