Watching the End of the World – Chapter 33

Nate was dragged back to the camp, a jostling, yelling mob of men pressing close around him. Fists struck him and gun barrels were jammed into his ribs. He tripped, started to fall, and was jerked roughly to his feet, pains shooting through his shoulders. The rank odor of unwashed bodies filled his nostrils. Someone … Continue reading Watching the End of the World – Chapter 33