The Game of Harsh Reality

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Imagine a beautiful day where that diamond in the sky is blinding. A beautiful day as you lay under the shade of a lush tree and a cool breeze gently moves your hair. A beautiful day that suddenly gets better when the one you love is staring down at you with that smile that traps your heart. 

Now imagine something went wrong.

As the ground shakes you shoot up straight. There on the green horizon an explosion, but how? You turn to your loved one for spport only to realise he's gone. He's running away. NO!! He's running toward the explosion. You call to stop him but then....

...You wake up.

Your back to your dark harsh reality. Theres hardly any light but your weary eyes have grown used to the damp like scenery that you call home. For now. Where have the others gone? You notice the ear wrenching - soul breaking screams that are coming from outside. You race out faster than your legs can move. And you see it. Devastion, destruction, despair. The lone building next to yours is on fire. An explosion had happened. People still barely able to stagger are near the unforgettable heat. They need help. You bolt to them; still unsure of what has exactly happened.

Stop you must as you take a closer look at what was once human. They have no skin. They can't speak. They want to touch, to feel safe. Blood drips off them like rain, flesh falling of as meat does after been cooked just long enough.

Through incoherent speech they beg for the end of their pain.

You cannot give in.

Thanks for reading!! I can't wait to carry this on and just a headsup that it'll will continue to be this graohic throughout :) please comment on what you thought of this little intro and helpfully criticism is welcomed ^^ thanks again!!!! xx.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 01, 2011 ⏰

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