I awoke to a feeling off cold metal on my face.
I sat up, reaching for my knife but it was gone and so was most of my stuff.
The hell!?!
A female voice was sharp and silent,
Bitch, move a muscle and ill blow your brains across this room.
I looked up at a tall girl, a brunette most likely but the rest of her face was covered.
"Welp" i said.
So another survivor? A K.P.A spy?
Speak faggot....
She hit me with the gun.
Jeez bitch! Im just a survivor!
Oh...but your mine now anyways...
She hit me again and i fell back, my last vison more shapes entering the room
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Mach 7
Science Fictionit changed 10 years ago I was 7 when everything changed they came from the sky,a black wall against the bright summer sky everyone I loved is dead now America is a minor of what it used to be I'm part of the new republic army who I believed was the...
