this morning #119.

this morning, unless something drastically changed, his indignation would get them all killed. they spilled out into the early morning sun & he held his hand up to keep them all from moving forward before he’d surveilled the scene. it was a shiny new look he was trying on for the apocalypse. being a leader. staying strong for the benefit of them all. taking a stand in the face of a collapsing society. recently, certain survivors refused to get behind his ideas, putting them all at risk. his patience was wearing thin. today he woke fully dressed, clad in full savior costume, shouting orders at dissenters. by day’s end, he’d be the only one killed, finally putting them all at ease.