Lonely Apocalypse Fic - Chapter 2

Through it all, he felt that pull. Deeper into the crowd, where to walk would be to shoulder past every not-person so thickly clustered around that center pull. It was awful already before this whole thing, when the graze of a warm hand left sharp, queasy static racing along his skin where he had been touched. Here, the feeling was cold and wrong and it hurt .

But the pull was greater than the pain. He kept going.

It was immediately upon seeing it that he recognized the pull for what it was. Hunger.  

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Jon has lonely-typical memory problems and a weird mall is visited.

Chapter two is posted!