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WHEN THE AMMO RUNS OUT...

EACH SCULPTURE HAS THE LAST NAME OF A FRIEND WHO I THINK WOULD SURVIVE MY FICTIONAL APOCALYPSE. EACH SCULPTURE WAS CREATED IN THE TIME SPAN OF 10 TO 50 MINUTES. THEY WERE PURPOSELY RUSHED TO LOOK CRUDE AND UGLY. THE NARRATIVE STARTS WITH A GROUP OF INDIVIDUALS HELPLESSLY STATIONED IN AN INDUSTRIAL TYPE GARAGE. ONE IN PARTICULAR HAPPENS TO BE A WELDER AND RANDOMLY STARTS CREATING THESE SCULPTURAL THINGS AS HE SEES FIT TO THE INDIVIDUAL. EACH MADE QUICKLY... FOR THE UNKNOWN AWAITS BEYOND THE DOORS. THE TYPE OF APOCALYPSE IS UNKNOWN AND THE DATE IS SET IN THE FUTURE AND ALL OF THE AMMO IS GONE...

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