atomizer

The slums of Miami were never a safe place and things only got worse when all hell broke loose. A few bombs were dropped, most of the world was rendered uninhabitable, you know the drill. People died here everyday before the shit hit the fan. God can only imagine what it's like now, but I'm guessing it's a lot higher. I lost track of how many raiders, bandits, cannibals, etc. a long time ago, and it's not like it mattered. I was screwed. My rifle was falling apart and although I had the skills, I didn't have the parts to fix it. That wasn't the only problem either. A man without a gun in Miami is no different from the hundreds of bullet riddled corpses littering the streets. But even in this dark age, miracles can still happen, and it was about this time that I was visited by an angel.

 

Ok so it wasn't really an angel. It was actually an alien and it really didn't visit me either. It was more along the lines of crashing and dying a few yards away from me. Curiosity got the better of me and I decided to check out the alien's wrecked ship. I don't know much about alien anatomy but this particular one seemed pretty similar to us. It didn't really look anything like a human but it shared a few human characteristics such as the inability to survive being eviscerated and decapitated. As for the alien's appearance, it was ugly as hell. Looked kind of like some kind of tumor with legs and arms. I've got to give the ugly mother fucker credit for one thing. He had a pretty nice looking gun. Unfortunately, it looked about as busted up as my rifle, but it did give me a crazy idea that just might pay off it worked....

 

 

.... and in the end it did

Done