Today was the day Billy thought to himself looking down at his mutilated mangled arm.

He didn't know how to set a bone or sanitize a wound, in fact, billy was extremely uneducated. It was standard that even six-year-old were taught basic survival but Billy couldn't even remember anything past 2 months ago. Billy had an old rusted and jagged pipe that he had found jutting from the broken wall in the building he was staying inside of.

He looked down at his only means of defense Today is the day I might die... a shiver went down his spine. 

He exited the building examining his surroundings with the utmost caution. Suddenly a loud croak was heard from underneath his foot. Startled he swung straight down with what little strength he had and struck the foreign creature which happened to be a three-eyed frog. He didn't know what it was but he knew if bled it had meat and meat is edible so he put the dead squashed frog in his hole-ridden pocket. Continuing with his expedition further in the quarantined city not much noise was heard for a long while just silence as he looked up he only saw gray clouds blanketing the sky. Billy always found comfort in the sky no matter the type of weather. Billy quickly looked down as he heard something dash forward towards him as his eyes met with the source of the sound it was another boy, orphaned just like him. The situation was realized as billy looked at the other boy's hand he was gripping a long sharp piece of jagged metal which he was pointing at Billy.

"Give me your food" he shouted thrusting the metal towards him. Billy froze up for a moment until he heard a strange noise from further down the road.

"hey" Billy struggled to speak.

"I think there someone else with more food than just a small amount of meat down there ... If you want ill help you ... " Billy's gut twisted as he tried to mutter the words. 

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"Help me what?" The other boy became anxious.

"K...kill him" Billy nearly throwing up he could never kill a person especially one that had not even tried to attack him.

"What do you think he has?"said the boy lowering the piece of metal slightly.

"He.. Might have a steak.. or fruit" replied Billy still uneasy.

"I'm watching you but if there's a chance of that kind of food that would mean the other guy would most likely have a good weapon too!" The other boy said to himself exited.

"Well what do you say?" asked Billy. 

"Lets do it... But I get most of the food and the body" the boy said with a psychotic presence.

"Why would you want their body?" Billy questioned regreting even asking.

"To eat stupid" the boy snapped.

Billy dry heaved almost in immediate response. He and the boy started on their way down the road. On the way, Billy thought to himself before he attacks whoever is behind this turn in the road I'll hit him over the head as hard as I can.... I can't let someone like him to harm anyone, and so Billy followed up on his plan as soon as the boy turned the corner he struck him over the head with his jagged pipe. The boy bellowed as he dropped to the concrete sidewalk seeming dead. The person who the boy had planed to kill and eat spun around and held up an old decayed plasma pistol at Billy.

"Who the hell are you and why where you sneaking up behind me!?" He barked at Billy.

"I was trying to save you he was gonna kill you... " Billy was interrupted.

"I don't care what the hell you was trying to do... Now..." The now apparent fifteen-year-old male said gathering his thoughts.

"Give me your food and your pipe" He demanded.

"Wait please this is all I have and I haven't eaten in a few days I don't know if I could survive without both of them...." Billy pleaded.

"What if... What if we eat him" Billy stated repulsed at himself.

"Hmmmm... He does have alot of meat on him..." He responed. 

"Here you can have my frog if.... I get half of his... Body" Billy said trying to convince himself to go along with this, it is more meat than just a frog.

"Alright gimme the frog and leave after we split the body I don't trust you" he stated.

The two boys began to sever one-half of the boy from the other cutting into his corpse with the long jagged piece of metal the boy dropped when he had died. Slowly the body began to split pouring out blood, intestine, and his other bodily fluids. Billy had a realization about half way through cutting the corpse in two this is what the world truly is, nothing but survival hellish cruel survival.