Happy For The Rest Of Your Life

You're on the gmod server where they roleplay Long Kesh, and one of the guards keeps eating cheetos with his mouth right up against the mic, and all this talk about wasting away from hunger and human shit is making you feel really awful in the pit of your stomach, and all of a sudden there's a bright light out your window but you've been conditioned not to pay attention to bright lights out the window anymore, and everyone on the server is all, "Did you hear that?" and you're like, "The cheetos?" and they're like "No, something else, listen," and you're the only one who can't hear it, and they're still all,

"Did anyone else hear that?"
"Holy shit, what is that?"
"Do you hear that?"
"What's happening to me?"

A visual/glitch flash fiction zine about Counterstrike and the end times. 7 pages, includes zine and plaintext version for easier reading. PWYW (free download OK), suggested donation $3

(CW: slurs, drugs, state violence, cannibalism, vomit.)