Checkyourcorners
First time out of the vault
www.checkyourcorners.com/fiction/2015/12/5/finality-episode-1
Finality is the story of a man lost amidst the waves of circumstances and temporality, he makes terrible choices to stay alive and to accomplish his goals in the wastes of what was once New Mexico. His journey brings him south to the shattered lands where there may have once been a border, but it is now a nightmarish landscape known as Boca del Infierno… the Mouth of Hell.
In the Mouth of Hell the tribes are cursed by ancient dark magics, or so they say, as it may be simply radiation poisoning as well as mutations brought about by the FEV strains running wild through the water and in the air. Anyone that has been in the Mouth for longer than a few days quickly discovers that there are no women and there are no children. Is it foul sorcery that has done this? Was it the cannibal cults that somehow survived the Great War in the wild hills of Mexico, the ones who still bow to their heathen gods through ritual and sacrifice to this day? Or was it the product of rampant mutation gone completely off the rails, brought forth by the madness of science taken to extremes beyond human comprehension?
Finality is the story of a man lost amidst the waves of circumstances and temporality, he makes terrible choices to stay alive and to accomplish his goals in the wastes of what was once New Mexico. His journey brings him south to the shattered lands where there may have once been a border, but it is now a nightmarish landscape known as Boca del Infierno… the Mouth of Hell.
In the Mouth of Hell the tribes are cursed by ancient dark magics, or so they say, as it may be simply radiation poisoning as well as mutations brought about by the FEV strains running wild through the water and in the air. Anyone that has been in the Mouth for longer than a few days quickly discovers that there are no women and there are no children. Is it foul sorcery that has done this? Was it the cannibal cults that somehow survived the Great War in the wild hills of Mexico, the ones who still bow to their heathen gods through ritual and sacrifice to this day? Or was it the product of rampant mutation gone completely off the rails, brought forth by the madness of science taken to extremes beyond human comprehension?