Survivor #17: Bloody Snow

Snow. I always loved snow as a kid. But, now, there's no turning back. This snow turns blood red with the blood of those who've died. It's like a river of red stretching for miles over an open country. Little houses, or what's left of them, dot the landscape. But, there's too much snow and to me it really looks like a white blanket of death. I haven't made human contact in forever. I only know of one other survivor and that's the one who found this blog. This is like a safe haven for us. My family thought it was going to be a good idea to go out in the snow yesterday. "Just for some shoveling," They said. I begged them not to go, I knew it couldn't be safe, they'd heard the screams from nextdoor too. Of course, those lovely fools, they went anyways! The snow came casading down from the roof. It crushed them clean againest the asphalt. I ran out and dug them out, they're all alive.

But, the memories of the furious killer Snowpocalypse is still fresh in my mind. My brother even thought it would be okay for him to go out again. The snow was lashing out and abandoning us all to our humans. We had power, but we lost heat. As the tempuratures fell fast we were left to huddle together in the only room without any windows. I fear, that already, some people are turning to cannibalism. I may seem that I am overreacting, but this is no joke. The name Snowpocalypse is fitting enough. My brother has been seathing at the mouth lately as our food portions wither. We have to be careful, but at times I fear that some people amongest my family are already going to become on of them. Among my family we've grown to calling them Nightcreatures. They only thrive off the night and human flesh. It's not a dog's leg bone that's out in the street, the red blood is too red and the image of it too vivid to be anything else then that of a human. I'm freezing and hungy. The snow and the Nightcreatures are bad enough, but all of it together, I fear for the worst.