Oxygen [h.s.]

The world was never the same. Many had ran, hoping that the farther they went, the better the world would get. But it didn't change reality. The truth was that no matter where you went, you would find them. They walked lazily down the dirt paths to you, hungry and ruthless. You couldn't escape this apocalyptic world. So what do you do when there's nothing left?

For Harry, this meant taking care of a small group of people, protecting them in every way he could, and pushing all of them in the right direction: Out of danger.
Harry knew he would fight for them or die trying.

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