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The COVID Chronicles – Part 2

I can still hear the howls at 8pm. They aren’t as frequent, but they’re there. They must be in retreat because it seems humanity is making a comeback. As I shelter from the super-wolves, another presence has stormed the streets. It’s human vs. human as a faction of them yell “No justice! No peace!” and are met with force by their opposition. Not sure which side is representing what. Some have signs that say “Black Lives Matter” and the other side says “Blue Lives Matter” or “All Lives Matter”, which is stupid because, actually, NO lives matter but if they did, fur lives would matter the most! But the side without weapons seems to be airing some grievances while the side with weapons and armor just beat the shit out of them for sport, so I can’t follow any of it.

I’ve always dreamed of using these tactics on everyone back at the domain (especially IC) but seeing it actually happen, I think maybe attacking everyone, unprovoked, might unnecessarily escalate things. Now that I think about it, rapping Mac across the mouth over burnt cauliflower bites might send him over the edge and, who knows, he might molotov cocktail my room. Maybe I’ll just institute a decree that everyone at the domain has to stay in their rooms after 9pm? Yeah! That way I can make sure no one is sneaking into my room to burn it down when I’m asleep. This plan is fool proof! I am a genius, as always.

I’d better get some boards and nails to block my door… oh right! I’m already on a quest for nails for my throne! Oooo! I see one guy stuffing a bunch of nails into a tin can… and now he’s lighting the can on fire!? Better catch him before they melt… I need those nails.

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