What would you do if you woke up in an unknown place? And I don't mean some part of your city that you are not familiar with or someone's house. No. I mean the whole new world. Where you need to explore the area even with the traps you don't know of to survive. Would you just...give up and accept your faith, that you are going to die alone... slowly? Well, if you would accept your faith like that, I'll have to admit...that it's pathetic. Even though it may cost you your life, isn't it just fun, you know, sometimes, to take a risk? Maybe you'll meet somebody? They may make your life easier, enjoyable and fun. But in some cases they may ruin or even end it...? A little bit of adrenaline is not bad for you, but where do we draw the line? When do we know... enough is enough? When it's time to give up? When do we know...it's the end?
*This story includes: strong language, graphic content, mental health issues and death*
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