chapter one

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He was pale faced and brutal, the things he would do to us had us quivering in fear. I've suffered here for a week and you would think that i got the hang of this all now, but i don't. I don't know how i got here, but i know i don't like it here. I wish i could go home, but we can't leave. No one knows how, but we all just showed up here overtime, we call it the floating forrest. No one has ever heard of it or seen it, but its here, and its scary. A couple of people tried to leave, but ended up dead. Either by Namtar, or by the billions of deadly jellyfish surrounding us. I feel envy for those who got to die the sweet death of being stung by the jellyfish.
The rest of us have to suffer the horrible wrath of namtar, and believe me it is far from beautiful. Some say he's the god of death, but i don't really believe that. I believe he is just a psycho satanist, with some weird mojo. Regardless of what or who he is, he is still a murderer, and he shows absolutely no mercy for any living thing, whether its human or not
Lucky for us, he only comes out at night. So we at least have some peace here, although our days are sometimes full of trying to figure out how to survive the night, or how to limit our food and supplies.
Oh, i forgot to introduce myself, I'm Amber.
I was just a normal high school student until i woke up here, in what i thought was a beautiful nirvana, with no way of going back home.

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