Hello everyone, I hope that you're all doing well. We have another great episode in store

for you this week, so let's not delay. Let's get into it as we drift further into Mr. Creep's

mind. I'm an oil field worker in Barron County, Ohio, who are under attack, written by Random

Appalachian 468.

They'll never tell you about this war.

It'll never appear on the news or on the history books. No countries will petition our cause in the UN.

We'll never get any aid supplies or vast shipments of weaponry from the government.

I doubt the internet will even notice my little post, but I figure it's worth a shot.

At least someone out there might find it and try to do something, even if that something

is coming down to pick up all the bones once it's over.

I suppose by then you won't be able to recognize any of us.

That's okay. Just dump us in a pit together and make sure somebody other than the government gets to inherit our stuff.

I'm not trying to be tough or melodramatic.

Just honest.

My name is Ethan Sanderson.

Right now I'm sitting around the fire with the others,

shoveling down a bowl of unsweetened oatmeal and typing this while I have time.

To think my world was saying only a few hours ago, everything normal obliterated in just over 60 awful

minutes. There is no way I'll ever get back to my whole job,

not with the roadblocks during the day and the attacks at night. Nope, I'm here to stay,

and so I figure I may as well share my story while this bout of decent cell service lasts.

It all started when I was driving home from another round of night shift at the

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