Random Synapse Misfire

Normality.

We take it for granted. Then, one day it’s torn away, replaced with some twisted facsimile of life. One night, you notice headlights that have been following you just a little too long. It’s probably nothing but maybe, just maybe…

Perhaps you walk outside only to find black SUVs patrolling the streets of your town. Unnerved, you go back inside to pour a glass of lemonade. It is awfully hot out, after all. Just as the sweet liquid touches your lips, gunfire erupts. You walk to the window and see your friends and neighbors lying dead in the street.

Whatever this is, it’s not normal…

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