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"Wow!!!!" Exclaimed Milly.
Wow, what?
"Milly, you do realise that we're in the middle of no where?" remarks Ryan.
"Oh my gosh, really?"
"Ugh! She's clueless," whisper-shouted James. Although it was loud enough for Milly to hear, she didn't care. It's not like she knew what he meant.....
We moved along to the nearest campsite... Empty.
"Oh well.." I said. "It'll have to do.."
I mean, it did have anything necessary for survival, shelter (although we didn't have a camper van or tent- we used the closed in picnic area), bathrooms and drinking water. We didn't need food. We just needed an overnight shelter for the time being.
Drip, drip, drip...
I wake to the sound of wet dew running down the pipes escalating down the warm shelter. I woke James, Ryan and Milly. Soon we were off to another day of searching, creating and savaging. We had to collect food.
All I knew of was a nearby dry landscape, crowded with livestock. Sheep, cows, chickens.
All we needed to do was hunt.
And collect hunting materials.
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The Tree-House
AdventureThe vines cascading the long, broken-barked tree were a pale green. Almost lifeless, although the rest of the organic house made up for the disappointment. I looked towards them, the three of them, as if we were the last four people on earth. Six da...
