Darkfaang's blog

It was November 3,2016 and i was walking through Zone 5. I'd been out walking for almost 3 hours. I was tired and almost out of water. I turned around and started heading back to Zone 6 where i had made camp a few days ago. About a mile into my walk i felt as if i was being watched. I pulled out my gun and scanned the area carefully. Nothing. I turned around and started walking again. I heard foot steps once again i got my gun out and scanned the area. Nothing. Just like before. Strange. This time I walked back in the direction of Zone 4. I hoped i could make it before night fall. I waled as far as i could. Again footsteps. I turned , but this time I shouted "who are you? show your face!" I turned around and standing behind me was a Drac. I immediently shot him up! I was terrified! Dracs scare me so bad! I began running. I ran straight into Zone 4 when i realize 'how am i going to make camp without anything to light a fire'. Great. Just what i needed. To freeze out in Zone 4.

Frank takes them out the side door to a tiny alley; it's moonlit and muggy and vaguely stinky, but Frank just leans against the wall and smiles at Gerard.

"So, um, hi," he says. "I'm Frank!" He giggles a little. "Did I already say that?"

"Onstage," Gerard says, "but, you know. Better safe than sorry." He smiles, and Frank grins, and then they stand there staring at each other, listening to the dull thud of the bass line from inside the club. "They sound good," he says, just to say something.