Synopsis: The Undead Barcode

In a way, Frankie Landry knew that her relationship with Tyson “Ty” O’Neill would never last. He didn’t care about all too much, really, spare his cars, his music, and his booze. They both knew it, in that sense, but neither felt a pressing urge to end it. It was okay, and that was fine. And in comparison with the events that shocked Silverwatertown on May the sixteenth, any sort of relationship would be preferred.

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StaticPod Corporation had never been the most popular among the citizens. They gained their power in various different ways, most of which being legal. It was through this more dominant branch of illegality that the terror first rose.

Children screamed. People ran, fled. All that surrounded them was an extent of desert on one side and a dry forest on the other. They had nowhere to run to. They were trapped, and trapped they would stay, all except for a few “lucky” ones.

“Lucky”. Frankie Landry would disagree. Frankie Landry was alive and free, but she would rather not be. None of them would. StaticPod had won -- in a way.