Tomorrow is another day, I choose to survive and the world will not stop me.
Every night I repeat this in my head, over and over, until I fall asleep, but something is keeping me awake. There's something wrong with this world.
Could there be more?
The men and women who did this to me never said there were more. Or even any who survived. I should have figured that it was possible. The Survilen project is obviously much larger than I thought but tonight it bothers me.
Crash!!
"Hello? Is there anyone out there?"
Nothing responds.
"Hello?"
Still nothing.
It must have been nothing. From the edge of my fire circle I see a figure, it is humanoid, but how? How did she find me? Better question, how is she alive?
Another Survilen, it must be.
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At World's Beginning (Biggest WIP)
Fiksi IlmiahA close to death encounter leads to a beyond life adventure. A story about a post-apocalyptic world in which one man destined to spend the remainder of eternity isolated in the most open area, the entirety of Earth. Though his journey is tough, he m...
