Metanoia

Alamort and Solivagant

(-Alamort- half dead of exhaustion

-Solivagant- wandering alone)

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So here I am....

..running from the bounty hunters...

.....and with every step, I regret running at all!

With every step I take, I become even more lost in...

....wherever I am!......

...and tried....

....damn, I'm tired....

...turning my head to check if the hunters are still there, I almost trip as I head into the forest. Finding a tree to lay against, I resist passing out as I wonder where my friends are.....

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Glass is everywhere.....

I broke the window....

The buildings dark and smells of decaying wood...

But at least I lost the hunters...

As I search the abandoned place for anything useful, rats scurry across the rotting floor.

There's crates in the corner.......a bunch of old glass bottles....and a flashlight!....with no batteries...but there's at least there are some matches in the falling cabinets, along with tons of beer bottles...

Judging by the long dusty bar...I'm in a abandoned pub....

Smashing the end of a bottle over the bar and lighting a match....I ready myself for the worst as I wonder if everyone's still ok.....

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Sooooooo, how did we get here you wonder?

Well I guess we'll have to start at the beginning.....