Cast Out

Chapter 1

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It had been days since my last meal. I could feel my intestines eating away at my stomach. But that wasn't my biggest worry. I had a huge gushing black substance pouring out my leg where I cut it open.

I've been on this planet for almost 3 days and i can't seem to find any source of food besides these weird berries along the weird green meander tree. I am just afraid if I take a bit I could die from a poisoning.

All of my crew had died of the crash. I had been here alone ever since. No food, no water, no aid, and no shelter. My ship had gone down mysteriously and I still had no idea how. All I remember is the screaming of my fellow crew. And before i could get to the problem. I blacked out and ended up in this hell hold.

But when i came to, i kept hearing screeches as if dinosaurs came un-extinct. I jumped up scared laying beside parts of the ship from damage. Not even worrying about the screeching noise I looked around for my crew. I came up to the ship and rushed in screaming the name of my fellow crew.

"Thomas!, Barry!". There was no answer.

"Riley!, Macy!, Colton!". Still no answer until i hear a straining shout.

"Help, please help, anyone?". As soon as heard that noise hit my ears I ran towards the noise.
But as soon as I got there I started to cry.

Thomas was laying there with his head propped up against the captain control panel where blood stay dripping from his eyes and mouth and his eyes lay open

There was no way that he died from the crash because his eyes were gushing blood. That kind of things don't happen upon crash injuries.

I started to look around his body for some other injuries, then I looked on the side of his neck and there I saw a huge cut gushing out a black substance. Then I thought to myself.

"This can't happen, Not after this"

I then knew I was gonna die. The thing is I don't know when or what was gonna happen.

I then started to grieve over. I started questioning life itself and I had no hope. I was still starving, I could feel my energy drifting away. My starvation was gonna kill me before the virus would.

I look at the blood spurring out Thomas' body, his missing 2 fingers, looked as if it was dipped in blood. I then glanced at him one more time, and I became hungry.