Today we arrived at the meeting point where all the entire groups were supposed to meet, except South Korea, not a single one of them had presented themselves and we started to worry something happened to them, so we prayed that the gates of hell don’t take them today. But then we see someone running and it was coming to our spot; a boy of Asian descent, had a very pale skin, black hair, small eyes and was not very tall but something had to call my attention. He wanted to tell us something but the boy only spoke korean and the most basic of English, the little he could understand was all about the imitators and their group, we decided not to separate the few remaining of the human race and take the Asian with us, we could not leave him alone.
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A NEW HOPE FOR THE FUTURE
General Fiction"I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you're so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare." ― Ned Vizzini
