Background Character

Background Character

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Trigger Warning: Cringe, mentions of abuse, kind of detailed death, death, a mess. A group of people enter the wagon of an underground, each with their stories, dreams and names. Who knew the latter would cause their death. I finished this ages ago but it took me a while to get motivation. English is not my first language and neither is Portuguese.
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The air smelled of gasoline and death. That's what woke me first. Not the searing pain in my side or the impossible heat coming from somewhere behind me. No, it was the smell. And then the memories hit me like the bus hit the tree. And I was rolling down the side of a mountain, surrounded by ten other screaming kids and three panicked adults. All of which had a ninety six percent chance of death. My eyes were open. My emerald eyes, so rare that only two percent of the population had them. And my throat was burning, and my skin was tingling. And all I could think about was the probability that I was dying. Scattered around me I knew were twelve other people with a ninety nine percent chance of already being dead. And I didn't look around to find out. Because I knew I was one hundred percent right.

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