““A disease is created in medical warfare.
Designed to send the living into a state of trance, their souls ripped form their bodies, and leaving them at a primitive state after a week of coming in contact with the disease.
They have no identity, and all they know is fear.
A pandemic broke loose, killing off 90% of the world as it advanced and signs began showing after only one hour of coming in contact. The infected burned and their ashes stored in a secret underground military base.
One trace lived on as society was re-built, for it never killed the animals it came into contact with.
A dog bit someone, and the disease was back, this time twice as strong, and the effects much greater.
The human race as we know it will cease to exist in a matter of days.
People start to lose faith in their God, and soon the suicide rate increases as faith goes down for fear of becoming infected.
It seems this sickness has gotten the best of human-kind.
There is no savior. There is no hope…”
A paragraph from a short story I wrote after I saw 28 Days Later for the first time. I wanted to turn it into a school play, but seeing as I was in public school, somehow the whole “there is no savior” thing made the school board flip out because they didn’t want a “satanic” play because the christain administrator was offended. go figure. wasn’t even satanic in the least. hooray ignorance!
This one has no glowsticks. Only black light. My friend used a very light blush, and that’s what gave her the pink color. The freckles are just natural (She’s a red head).
I have to make a note, though: I did NOT photoshop this in any way, other than slightly brighten it. I prefer to stay away from photoshop. I like to have my work amazing as the original. hah.