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Complete, First published Feb 02, 2023
Mature
Sarah and her bestfriend Kat
Had always just known the hurricane and the desert
It left behind every time it raged across the surface.
luckily they did not need the surface to survive they had everything
They needed underground.

Well except
The technology, some times the hurricane left behind
Wrecks and they needed them the technology inside them was far surpirior to theirs all their advanced  stuff like the hovers and reactor they got
from "them" Her job was it to find these wrecks and loot them. well her unofficial job her father didn't approve  of it 

What will happen when they get a SOS signal from a wreck what is this hurricane and what started all this?

Join Sahara and Katlin on their journey through the dessert they call home.
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