Wastelands

Wastelands

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PROLOGUE: After a few days, our bodies began to shake, begging for food, or something to consume to give us energy, but we had none. We had nothing, but a little bit of hope and each other. Everything else was stripped clean, like bathing in a bath of holy water, washing away all of our sins and evil deeds. After all, we didn't care anymore. Our hearts were gone, replaced with broken fragments of old memories, thoughts, and images that didn't make sense. All we knew, is that we had to survive. Bloody, broken, and bruised, but we had to make it. We had to pull through, and make it to Paradise. How? Only god knows. Right now, we're stuck in the Wasteland, with no idea how to get out.
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(COMPLETED) I find myself washed up on the shores of an island with no memories at all. Strangely, items litter the beach. Coins, hairpins, watches, thimbles. The island is where all lost items go. I find other amnesiacs just like me, all stuck on the lost island. Who made this place? Will we ever get our memories back? Will we ever go home? Why are we here in the first place? Why are we...lost?

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