Downton Abbey meets the Walking Dead meets unknown


In a post-apocalyptic bunker, a group of survivors prepare a lavish meal: roasted goose, steamed asparagus, linen tablecloths, crystal wine glasses, fresh flowers…the whole nine yards. The guests of honor, a family of four, arrive and are ushered through a crowd of zombies scrummaging to get in. A hush falls over them as they settle at the table. They begin to grow. Very large. The young girl, now five times her normal size, raises her head, opens her red eyes and snarls her sharp canine teeth. The dining room erupts with fear-filled screams as the servants scatter. Which is better: an unknown terror at the hands of their guests or the threat of being eaten alive by zombies on the outside.

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torture


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this is also Brooklyn


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This again.

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shy


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weekend


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pests


A squirrel was obsessed with me. It escaped into my house, followed me into the living room, latched onto my leg and didn’t let go, desperately trying to get my love and attention. I was scared. I kicked it and scurried it outside.

Now I feel horrible.

 

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incoming


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