━━﹙𝘚𝘈𝘝𝘌 𝘔𝘌.﹚

⠀⠀𝐢𝐢. ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀᴄᴇ ʙᴇɢɪɴꜱ

⠀⠀WARNING GRAPHIC CONTENT. VIEWER DIGRESSION IS ADVISED.

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⠀⠀Hey guys sorry I haven't uploaded another part. I've been super busy with vacation and sports! Hopefully you enjoyed the first part of this series; I'm not sure what to call this yet.

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⠀⠀As I put on my band and headgear, I grabbed my backpack with an extra oxygen tank. I stepped out into the cool Hawaiian breeze. The warning popped up WARNING TOXIC AIR. The sun started to rise as it was about 6:00 am. Stepping down the rocky path to the crashing waves, slamming into the rocks about 5 feet below me.

⠀⠀I used to hear stories about how the water was once a clear blue with animals like fish and dolphins who would swim and approach you out of pure curiosity. People used to litter the beautiful golden sand beaches and seagulls would fill the clear skies trying to find food on the below beach.

⠀⠀Although, now the ocean was a murky brown and and trash filled the blanket of blue liquid. The fish and other animals that had once filled the ocean are now either floating on the surface dead or no where to be seen by humans. The once clear skies where seagulls and birds used to fly was now covered by dark clouds. Permanently placed there by green house gases; no birds filled the sky. The golden sandy beaches were deserted and trashed. At least there was still a breeze but even then it was hard to enjoy.

⠀⠀I decided to walk the empty streets of the small town I lived in. As I walk the streets all the stores that had once been bustling with cars and people carrying their surfboards to go to the beach, is now deserted. Store windows are bashed and broken. I walked into my favorite childhood store. Looking around I picked up a teddy bear that was now covered in dust. Examining it I noticed the back of the bear had been slightly torn open with a something shiny now sticking out of it.

 ⠀⠀There was a necklace made out of the most beautiful shells I had ever seen. As I examined the shells a noticed something off about it. On the back of the shells there was a small message inscribed: Save Me. Goosebumps pricked my arms and the back of my neck as I read the words apon the dusted shells.

⠀⠀I shoved the necklace into my hoodie pocket and walked out of the shop now feeling unnerved. After gathering supplies from the surrounding stores and I headed back to my small house. It was a 30 minute walk, but this time it felt as though this walk lasted an eternity. I walked up the rocky path towards my house. I don't know why but I felt eluded to look towards the beach. When I looked horror struck me.

⠀⠀Due to World War lll, I was used to seeing crashed fighter jets, but this time instead of seeing a crashed jet, there was a fighter jet in perfect shape on shore. I ran down the beach as fast as I could, hoping to find someone alive in there. Hoping they could help me, but as I reached the jet I noticed that inside the cockpit the man that was sitting in the seat was dead. He almost completely decayed. I opened the cockpit to an awful stench that filled my nose and it almost made me vomit. But as I looked him over there was a glass bottle clenched in his hand. The bottle had a note inside it.

⠀⠀I struggled to get the bottle out of the deceased mans hand for a moment before prying it out. When I managed to open the bottle the note simply said: Save Me. Please.

⠀⠀Laying in bed with the note and necklace on the bedside table, I had fallen asleep. I woke the next morning sweating. I didn't understand why, but as I sat up I looked my clock, the time said 12:00 pm. August 1st, 2019. I was confused. What? My clock is messed up. It's 2030. Not 2019. I jumped out of bed and ran to look out my bay window. It was a clear sunny day, the water was a clear blue and the beach was filled with laughter and families littered the beach.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀What the hell is happening?

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⠀⠀Hey guys, I apologize if this chapter was messy and seemed rushed. It was kind of rushed, so I do apologize if this isn't perfect. I've been really busy lately and I've been struggling with anxiety and depression so it has been hard to motivate myself to write but I enjoy it. Thank you guys for supporting me and have a great day :) ﹙EDIT FROM ELI: kenzie has ended writing this story, and has deleted wattpad from her device. she is a graduate fo 2020, and is far too busy to write at this current moment. so in the time being, i, misanthrcpic, will be attempting to continue through the story with the assistance of my sister, as she does live with me, duh. it's been a while now, and i think i should carry this story onwards. thank you. :) *also, do not bash my sister for saying that she's managing her depression and anxiety and saying oh you don't have depression or anxiety. she does, and she's also busy working, her irl life, and etc. thank you once more.﹚

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