Nothing could have prepared us for the end. Nothing could have protected us. I remember when the worst thing we needed protection from was overly excited and energetic fans. In some ways Chompers remind me of the fans in the way their hands reach out for you. The only difference fans don't try to kill you and they way they scream. Fans scream because they want more. Chompers scream and it's unearthly, unnatural. They're after you. Always one step behind you. No place to stay. No place to rest. Someday they'll catch us. Someday we'll be dead. If there's one thing I can promise you it's this: I'm not going down without a fight. I will always keeping fight because there are somethings worth fighting for. I think I preferred the fans.
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