Freezer World

by TIMOTHY HENNUM

time for a freezer nap by hypersapiens | Flickr

​The moment the door sealed shut behind me I understood the freezer people wanted me dead. 
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Here’s a bit of advice: Never trust a person who willingly locks themselves in a freezer because the world as we know it is over. And when I say over, I mean done, cooked, burnt to a crisp and never coming back. No electricity, no cars, no twitter, no turkey subs, no elevators. Whoever survives whatever comes next will eat dirt and ash and walk everywhere and take the stairs. But not stairs inside buildings because buildings as we once knew them are gone, melted, dissolved into nothing but nuclear dust. Whoever survives whatever comes next will live in huts made of nuclear mud. 

Or walk-in freezers. 
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