Worlds Over, Time to Die. Nothing Left but our Souls Inside.

I normally don't like to write down my thoughts or feelings, but I'm going to, for my brother.
My name is Michael Christopher Fuentes. I'm also known by my rapping name, MikeyWhiskeyHands, and also as Mike. I was born December 14th 1984.

In recent events, we all know we need to get out of California, but we also have to look for Erin. I feel so bad for Tony. He's completely devastated and won't really talk to anyone except his mom and sisters. I'm almost completely sure that if it weren't for his sisters, Tony would probably be on a suicide mission looking for Erin on his own right now.

There are these things attacking people and I almost feel like they're zombies. Real zombies. We don't know if that's what these things are, but luckily we haven't had to deal with them yet. Us running and hiding has been working out well for us so far, but who knows how much longer it can continue working out.

I fear for my life. I fear for the people in this group's lives. We've been gathering together what we need. I fear for the world. Is it only California that's been struck with disaster? Or is it all of the world? Will we have to kill to defend ourselves? What does it take to kill these things? What if one gets a member of this group? What if one gets me? Are our fans okay? I remember meeting many of them, but for some reason one night especially comes to mind. It was during the first leg of The World Tour.

In New Mexico, I stood outside of our bus after the concert just meeting fans, it was pretty cold. Many of the fans were talking to me and of course asking for pictures and autographs. Then this tall girl walks up with two other girls who are clearly sisters. "Can you sign my guitar?" She had asked. I of course said yes so she pulled her guitar out and held it out for me and I asked her to hole the neck and she did. She looked so happy and excited. Then her friend was next, she was short and had one of our hats on. She couldn't even ask me for an autograph, but I gave her one, and she could barely asked for a picture, but did.

I don't know her or her name, but I hope her and all our other fans are okay. I kinda feel bad the fans never got to hear the new album. We worked so long and hard on it for them and they may never hear it. We may never be able to play the songs live.
The world has ended. Now we can't even live. We just have to survive. Now I know how some people feel when they're told they may only have a limited amount of time left to live, except we don't know how long we have. Thanks to the world ending and those things, we all could die so easily and quickly.


Since I don't know how long I have left, I will say goodbye and let's hope we can find a way to survive in this completely fucked world.

Notes

My name's Rose and I will be doing all journal entries of Mike's. Hope you guys like this. If you like it, subscribe, comment and rate this :)

-Rose