A moment of insanity lurk to the mind and to take the bag from the woman.
The next strike remove the last bit of humanity and leads to lawful evil affiliation.
The woman throws the bag and the moment of elation to reach the prize.
After a bang and losing consciousness.

*** End of Simulation ***

A brief moment out of the virtual reality machine.
A yell is about to reach but you remember to calm down.
The suitcase of that sweet loot of SBD that seems to swell each day outside a guarded box.
The mighty Papa Pepper urges you to watch the remaining survivors.

From the Expensive Fancy Screen... Back to Simulation

A random survivor manage to grab two cans of food by trading a weapon.
Now there seems to be close to the edge of the city and might have hours left to travel.
There seems to be a pawn shop and a two story sportings good store.
The wise choice is to move away espicially if you cans of food.
You can play it safe until danger.

End of Poem: Explanation

I wanted to make a whole story about the choices and it end up in simulation. But I never had a chance to write about it last season due to work. It was suppose to be a twist but I died after making poor choices and well I choose how to end it.
Thanks for reading and will continue these poems in this format. Not as gloomy but unique.