The bag that they gave me was now full of items and seemed to weigh a ton. We sat there and listen to some doctors talking about the state that we were going to be hauled of to. The state's name was Snötäckt.
They said that there is really only two seasons; Winter and fall. Some doctor said that the cold wouldn't affect us that much, except that our bodies could potencially freeze if we stayed out in the weather for to long.
I began to space out and stare out at the open sky. That red head boy nudges me and i snap back to reality and told me we were boarding the helicopter. I step up to the deck, then I am escorted to a seat and strapped in.
The engine started and we were shipped off to some random place to be abandoned but not forgotten.
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Ruttnande virus: Life of a D-proppar
Ciencia FicciónThe Ruttnande virus has taken the world's dead and turns them into D-proppar. The government has acknowledged the new race and has decided to give them their own states. The world was a calm and peaceful place... but the horrific past is scratching...
