Dream
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Last published Thu, Oct 15, 2015
"You see blury things, you can feel pain, you can't move, you are alone and it is humid.
Footsteps are ehoing, they are coming closer. Your heart is pounding.
Someone or something is standing above you. Your wision returns and you see..." the prophet was interrupted by a dager in the head. Blood started poring out dripping on the dark book.
Berk pulls out his gun, grabs the prophets body as a shield,kicks the table and pulls back slowly.
He was surrounded.
The underground tunel sistems where pretty dense.
One entrance, if you knew where it is, and a lot of unknown and undiscovered tunels and their exits.
But the nukes did bring one good thing.
All the weak exits colapsed and a lot of the tunels where radiated.
Lucky for Berk he used to lead a lot of people lost in the tunels back to the Flat ground.
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