Day 18- Damage

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Damage (18)-

Max wandered out of the forest and into the street, bright lights burning her eyes. She had lost her arm along the way and a couple toes, but she kept going. She found a little dark place and sat on a box, sighing.

She sits there for a little while, and someone walks into the alley.

Other people! A person!

“Hello! Are you a person? I haven’t seen anyone since I woke up. What’s your name? Ignore my arm, I’m damaged. Do you live here? Sorry if I intruded, I didn’t mean to!”

“Uh, hi, I’m Harley. Got a name?”

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