I'm waking up now. It's dark. I'm looking around. There's plants around me. Wow, looks like got knocked out from the lack of oxygen... who am I kidding, of course the lack of oxygen knocked me out.
I remembered that there was a group of shadowy figures approaching me. Could they have brought me here? I got up to try and leave but I didn't have my stuff with me. I was just in my underwear in a bed. This is weird. Too weak to move, I guess I have to stay here.
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After the War
General FictionJournal entries from a man living on a post apocalyptic earth.