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So there you are, on the brightest, hottest day so far, walking across the ruined New York City. Low on water and to afraid to open one of the food cans to get just a little bit of hydration. You're paranoid, trying to be cautious and wise with your decisions. It's a smart thing to do, you say its wise to keep order, and that anyone could be watching. You know how desperate people are now and like you've said before they will show no mercy to get what they want.

Thats the only thing you hate about the apocalypse. Having to fear for your life 24/7, having to stay alert and awake. Heh Don't lie to yourself you love to sleep, back before all this you'd sleep all day if you wanted to. Look at you now, heavy bags under your eyes and sluggish.

Hours pass and you're just outside the city, the sun is setting and its getting colder, might I mention that its the middle of fall. Yes fall so you are now almost 5 years into this hell hole. Well you made it this far and you should be proud that you aren't dead yet. But still its not wise to keep walking, especially in these conditions.

*skip to chapter 13 to stop and get some rest*

*skip to chapter 14 to keep walking*


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