Crank up the Dubstep

Really need some help. The begging of theunderside of my jaw hurts and It hurts to even choke my spit down. SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHAT IT IS

You wake up to the annoying sounds of the factories that seem to come alive and turn their gears for another day of work. Its reaping day and you already well enough know your not going to be picked because you’ve survived so long on just stew and bread from the game food you get from the ‘Black Market’. Your best friend ,Serendipity, [Preferred as me]. She loves the woods even if she would be executed for going in them. she always tried to get you into things that you could be seriously punished in. You have seen what the guards do to the hooligans that get in trouble.. strip them down and crack their fancy whips at them until the hooligans scream for mercy so pathetically. Serendipity is alot like you too, she lives alone, and feeds off of the food she catches from the woods too. She hates bows, only into traps and knives. You get dressed and a quick 5 tap-knock is at your door, you know its her. You wait a moment so you can jump into your ‘clean’ clothes and you walk to the door and crack the doorknob twisting it. The door opens and guards stand there holding your best friend’s passed out or dead body. “Ms./Mr. _____, Do you know this woman?” Panick fills your body and your eyes slightly widen but you dont want them to reveal obviously that you know her. “Ye-yes…” You stammer and one of the guards scratch their mustache. They nod and walk away still with her body held in their grasp.. You stand at your doorstep, mouth agape, and heads full of thoughts. Not the sweet thoughts. But the scared, worried thoughts of what will they do to your best friend.   

Apocalypse -Part 1- March 20, 12:32 A.M. Its been 2 months since the virus has went crazy …. [I think 2 months…] Making everyone who didn’t take cover become one of the dumb, brain eating, demons. I’ve found several survivors and made a resistance. My newest Crew member, John, was bit a few hours ago. We are recording his wound to see of the medicine we have recovered works… I’m on dawn watch with Ryan.. Good thing I’m faster than him. Our clean water supply is quite low and we can’t become weak. What if there’s and ambush??.then what could we do? ~~~ I slid my gun into my backsack [Backpack] and clutched my survival knife and slid it onto my tool belt. With other essentials.. Ryan trotted up to me and held on my shoulder. “I’m not coming back,” He mumbled into my ear. I glanced at him and nodded . I turned away from my equipment table and walked out from the high school which where we are nesting in… For now. The cold breeze was slicing into my cheeks making them already red. Boston is so cold in the winter…”Ryan, We have to make sure NO ONE gets hurt.. remember that!” I snapped at him… He was a flighty guy.. I never trusted him like I trusted Cole or David. “Yeah.. I know Serendipity!” He replied threateningly. I grunted and let my blond ponytail flow in the wind. I Hate my natural curly hair. “SERAH!” I heard Cole shout from a distance. I whipped my head around to face him. “Be safe!” He Yelled again and I smiled… “Thanks for the Jynx Cole…”