John Carpenter

Civil Lies

The hideout he created has served him well, but he knew what needed to be done. He had not seen the city since the beginning of this nightmare. As a matter of fact, Kenny hasn’t even had time to think or reflect for several years. He had been hiking for weeks and each time he rested nostalgic memories would flood in both painful and joyful. “Civilized? More like civil lies”, Kenny thought to himself. What he witnessed was proof of the lies we tell ourselves to convince each other we had the capacity to be civil. The chaos and devastation were gradual. The end of the world did not happen overnight.