Schad Martin

To Hell in a Handbasket

Edguardo looked down at the open heart-shaped locket covered in dirt, blood, and grime in his hand. There was a picture of his beautiful smiling wife’s face on one side, and his daughter and newborn son on the other. It had been six months and three days since he had last seen them. That day the world went to hell-in-a-handbasket, people went crazy. Throughout the streets people were running around attacking each other. They were not necessarily fighting, more of running around biting each other. Edguardo was looking down from the 30th floor of a high-rise window cleaning platform where he had been cleaning windows. He was watching as the world turned to chaos. His first thought was how do I to my family.