Purple sky
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Ongoing7m
Last published Mon, Dec 14, 2015
The world turned into something no one could control. Secrets corrupted minds and being the humans we are, secrets were something people were going to kill for. As I sit here looking back to how I got where I am, the cell door slams to the side bumping into the wall.
"Alexandria."
I stand slowly knowing what the future is holding for me in just a few short minutes. My hands shake but I walk as tall as a can muster. The cold stares of the guards bare down on me. I know I may not make it through what happens next but I don't regret one minute of my life. I wish I had one more wish, a wish to live a longer life. Goodbye Adam. The door slams shut behind me the breeze pushes me forward to my fate.
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TEASER: I sit comfortably in my makeshift shelter, planning my next voyage to the surface. Faint footsteps above ground snap me out of my thought. I silently reached to my loaded gun, an SKO Shorty, and carefully pulled back the hammer. I silently crept up the unstable metal stairs, aiming my gun at the door at the top. The heavy metal door creaked. Something was behind it. The door pushes open to reveal a man. A human. He slowly reaches into his pocket and pulls out a crinkled yellow paper. I grab the note, while lowering my gun. I look up only to find the man gone. I unfold the paper. It's hard to make out the words in red ink with the dim lighting of the sewer tunnel. Eventually, I'm able to decipher, "34.0522' N, 118.2437' W". Coordinates. At the bottom of the note, scribbled out in black in, there's one phrase. "Code: 213" *Please note this story includes graphic depictions of blood and violence. This story may not be suitable for all audiences.
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