SOMETHING (en) √

SOMETHING (en) √

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What if everything that can only be seen in movies, comes into reality? No one knows that it'll come. No one ever has a clue behind it but suddenly, it appeared out of nowhere, hunting for living flesh to satisfy their hunger. Nowa Iris, a livestreamer who never thought that what she saw in the games suddenly pops up in front of her very own eyes. Nowa, alongside Bella, Daniel and Mike try their best to survive the sudden apocalypse. But, the things that they need to face are way harder than they imagine. What can cause more damage than something that uses water to gain strength and when the water itself covers 71% of the Earth's surface? How can they survive when they can even trust themselves to drink it?
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Right now, I'm squatting in a pile of human waste, desperately trying to get a signal on my phone. My friends are watching me reluctantly, their faces stained with blood and what I only hope is dirt. The light from my phone is illuminating their faces, casting light on the looks of horror that I have come to know all too well. My best friend is cradling her left arm, bandaged with a torn piece of cloth in hopes of stopping the blood flow. My sister can barely walk, and I think her hand is broken. She looks on the verge of tears. As we calm down, catching our breaths, I give up looking at my phone. I slowly turn to them, my own face crusted with blood. I look at each of them, one by one. "Ok, who got bitten?"

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