text: [Themes: horror, socially important, humor, zombie]
  
  Orion's full of shit, anyway. You drive over to Robbie's apartment, which is just 10 minutes away. You walk in and there they all are: Robbie, pale and scrawny little bastard with a buzz cut; Adrian, the big friendly (and black) giant; Leslie, Robbie's hot brunette hipster girlfriend he doesn't deserve; and Turk and his fairly cute redhead girlfriend, Tiffany. Turk's a little heavy set and wears coke bottle glasses, but has the coolest fro for a white dude you've ever seen. He's the one who pulls out a bag of pure chronic. Robbie opens the fridge, revealing 3 cases of beer and ingredients for Jagerbombs. It's going to be a good night.
  
  And it is. You and your friends get so stoned, you start talking about the possibility of leaving Earth and finding a new home as a way to escape this living hell. Of course, it's far-fetched and pretty much impossible, but it's interesting especially in your current state of mind.
  
  Then the drinking games start. You and the three other dudes play beer pong. In between shots, Robbie and Turk are making out with their girls. You and Adrian are singing along very poorly to Robbie's stereo, which is pretty damn loud for just a party of 6.
  
  Sure enough, at around 3am, while you're all still partying hard, an angry neighbor pounds on the door. You are the only one who hears it...
  
  > ignore it and take your shot in beer pong
  You decide not to do anything about it. Hopefully they'll just go away.
  
  The person continues knocking louder and louder. Then for a while, it stops. You sigh in relief, all the while still singing and playing beer pong. Everyone is either too drunk or stoned to hear or care about the door. Soon you forget there ever was knocking.
  
  Then suddenly, a few minutes later, a large shirtless dude kicks the door down and storms in with a shotgun. A woman in a bathrobe comes in behind him.
  
  "MY WIFE KNOCKED SEVERAL TIMES, YOU MOTHERFUCKERS!" the crazy dude says, "TURN THE FUCKING MUSIC DOWN!" He's aiming the shotgun at Robbie, whom he knows a little since they're neighbors.
  
  Robbie, the idiot that he is, tries to throw a liquor bottle at him and misses. The bottle strikes the woman right in the face. She screams and staggers out into the hallway.
  
  The dude with the shotgun flips his shit and opens fire. He first blows Robbie's brains out, then Turk's, then Tiffany's.
  
  Adrian and Leslie throw their hands up and stand still. You wisely do the same.
  
  "Now," the dude says, "turn the fucking music down before this gets worse."
  
  Leslie immediately turns it down and the crazy dude leaves. The 3 of you are awestruck.
  
  Adrian starts wigging and gets the hell out of there and goes straight home.
  
  Leslie asks you to take her home, since Robbie had picked her up.
  
  > leave her and go straight home
  You can't deal with what just happened. You just want to go straight home.
  
  Leaving Leslie to mourn the deaths, you head back to your place and try to sleep, but the fucked up events of that night keep you up. There's no point in calling the police, you think. There IS no police anymore. This is the kind of thing that happens almost everyday. Wrong place, wrong time.
  
  These thoughts don't help ease your mind and you end up staying up the rest of the night, worrying about the future.
  
  You were originally going to go job hunting the next day, but decide instead to stay home and just watch TV to clear your mind. On the TV is a broadcast of last night's Orion fireside chat, which you missed:
  
  "We now have a solid plan worked out," the Orion representative says, "We have already begun construction of eco-domes over every major city in the world to keep out the effects of pollution and global warming. We have deployed elite military squadrons all over the world in a state of temporary martial law. Crime has dropped significantly in these areas. Poverty has also been nearly abolished by our careful efforts. Please do not panic if you have not yet witnessed these exciting reformations in your area. I assure you we are tirelessly working around the clock with maximum effort and motivation. If you live in one of the following metropolitan areas, you are part of the next Chalk, Chalk 7. Orion will be saving you very soon."
  
  The dude starts listing cities and major towns all over the world, one after another, for several minutes, then concludes with a typical fortune cookie expression of hope.
  
  Among the cities named was Pittsburgh...
  
  You are glad you watched that shit, though you are unsure of whether or not you can trust Orion. Do they really have everyone's best intentions in mind? What gives them the power to do all of this philanthropy?
  
  Oh well, you think. Guess we'll have to wait and find out. It's not like things could get worse...
  
  Right?
  
  Suddenly, you hear a rumbling outside. You go over to the window and look down to see an enormous Orion convoy and countless troops rolling through the street. Martial law is already in effect. You didn't think it would occur this quickly, but there it is.
  
  Hope has come to Pittsburgh!
  
  > Two Years Later...
  April 5, 2037 - 9:35pm - Your new fung shway Orion living quarters
  
  For the past 2 years, you have been living alone in a beautiful apartment complex built by Orion. You got your old job back at the steel mill, which has been rebuilt - it is now much cleaner, safer, and you actually enjoy working there.
  
  The air in the city is also much cleaner and the temperature stays at a constant 75 degrees, no matter what season. That's because Orion has built an eco-dome over Pittsburgh, which filters out pollutants and regulates the temperature. It's like living in a giant fucking Astrodome of plexiglass, so you still get the sunshine. And like Orion promised, poverty, crime, unemployment, and all the other shit from before has been pretty much abolished.
  
  The present times are wonderful. Some would say Pittsburgh is like a utopia now. You guess the same could be said all over the world. Orion has gone completely global and they are now the world's government and military. We still have our own military, however, but Orion is obviously considered an ally.
  
  Tonight is Friday, and your friends Adrian and Leslie, who are now together, are over.
  
  "For Robbie, Turk, and Tiff," you say as the 3 of you take a shot of whiskey.
  
  The festivities kick in. But then suddenly, the door is broken down and a squad of Orion soldiers storms in. Without hesitation, they grab Adrian and Leslie and storm out with them. You are stunned and wonder why they didn't take you.
  
  You feel you should act to save them, but you are alone with no weapon. Then again, these are your best friends! Who knows what's going to happen to them!
  
  > try to rescue your 2 friends
  You decide to act fast. With no weapons, you run out into the hall and spot the squad moving for the elevator. They board it, all but one of them who stays behind to secure the area.
  
  "Hey, motherfucker!" you yell just before ducking behind a plant. The soldier snaps his head towards your direction and aims his rifle.
  
  The soldier slowly creeps towards you. Finally, he is so close, you can touch him.
  
  You attempt to tackle him and take his assault rifle, but he overwhelms you. During the resulting wrestling match, the soldier manages to draw his sidearm, a 9mm pistol, and puts 2 rounds into your gut...