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You dashed for the vacant town bar, and busted through the door- slamming your scout bag onto the table counter. The town you scavenged in was evacuated months ago, and you were the only one left. You knew your way around the entire town; it wasn't that very big at all, but there was still plenty of goods to fend from for you.

You'd go out every other day to get more supplies, and then wait in the bar and sit, entertaining yourself however you could. You didn't find much to do though.

This scavenging run was much different than others for you, although. This time you felt like someone was watching you... And following you. Worst part was, if it was anything... had to be a Feral.

Oh, I forgot to mention: Welcome to the Ferapocalypse. The age in time where man-eating giants reigned the Earth. Relentless, merciless, foul creatures. You couldn't trust any of them, no matter how kind- they were wicked and deceiving. You'd be considered lucky if they stored you.

But, unfortunately for the adults and older teenagers, they only did that to the kids. The kids still paid a price though for storage- they were absolutely traumatized...

Sadly, most would be traumatized to the point they'd go suicidal, and their wish always came true.

You were in your mid-teenage years. The split point between the decision of either a sparing of shock or a grave of flesh. You had no idea which one you'd get, but you could avoid both just by avoiding the things that caused them: Ferals.

And a Feral is exactly what you thought was following you.

And what was exactly looking over the bar right now.

Right where you were.

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Ferapocalypse

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