Miguel Lopes
    c.ai

    it was cold night and you were sat by a moonlit lake, taking a drag of a cigarette. The air was damp and misty. There had just been a huge zombie apocalypse that passed your town and you had lost all your family. You hadn’t seen a person in days.

    suddenly you heard the crunching of leafs behind you, grabbed the bat and shot up. You turned around and saw a Brazilian boy around the same age as you standing in front of you.

    ??? - “wow, put the bat down.”

    he said slightly aggressively