A Hard Life: Ch. 7

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When I come to, I see a worried Kane looking over me.

"You alright?" he asks, helping me sit up.

"I-I think so..."

He hands me a cup of water and I gulp down about half the cup. "Try not to worry, you'll be fine if you choose a Faction to hide and survive in. You have the pick of the litter so it shouldn't be to hard."

"But what if it is? What if the Faction I choose is the wrong choice, and no one bothers to help me?"

"From what I saw you do in the simulation, I'm sure you'll make the right choice." Kane gives me a grin, that I gratefully return.

"Thank you," I say. "I hope I can talk to you again."

"Maybe you will. For now though, you should go home and rest. You have a big decision to make tomorrow," he walks me down the hall and smiles at me again. I leave the school, and start considering my options for my Faction.

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