Olivia's POV
Basically I'm in who-knows-where with just a backpack with some food and a few bottles of water, I was holding my sword in case a few zombies or monsters ambush me, yes this is just a typical day, searching for food or water and maybe some survivors, human...well, human and animal. What? I need to save as many living creatures as possible. I learned that the hard way.
~~~~~skip to one hour later~~~~~
As I sat down behind some rubble I began to check what resources I still have. Two sandwiches, one and a half bottle of water, a notepad and pen, some kind of weird honey-looking liquid (that I decided to leave alone) and my weird glowing, half-metal, half-gold sword. It's not much, but it has to last me until I find more food. So I got up and started searching again.
While looking through a pile of rubble, the good news is I found a backpack, the bad news, It's on a dead body. Gross. First, I dug him out, he seemed fine just this gash on his forehead, when I tried to pry it off him,he started stirring. Oh thnap.
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Okay, it's shorter than the other chapters but Im cramming and such and had time to squeeze this in.
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