Left Alone

Left Alone

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Aug 18, 2014
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Science Fiction
The world has gone to hell. An apocalypse has come and it is taking as many lives as it can. Agents are everywhere, killing anyone on sight for fear of the hostiles. People have become accustomed to hiding away in abandoned buildings or underground. Everyone does what they can to survive. All except Sky. She will put herself and the people around in danger for one reason: to save her brother. Star has been taken to a government-sanctioned institution, and God only knows what is happening to him there. On this long journey, Sky will face the anarchy head on while being thrust back into her past, all in order to unlock the key to the future.
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I am dying. I know this because i can feel all my senses leaving me. I can see flashes, recollections, of my past. They preen at me through my lashes. But I am calm. There is a feeling of delirium thumping in my heart, spreading through my body. With the little strength that I can muster, I reach out to take hold of the nearest objects to me. It ties me to the earth, but when my eyes no longer see light, the bond that keeps me on this world will be severed, and no longer shall i be alive. What if you and a four other people where the only ones alive on earth? After the Apocalypse, everyone died. Except for five of us. My name is Thalia, when I was thirteen years old, the earth was broken by deadly storms, methane, tsunamis, earthquakes. I survived. For years I wandered the earth, raiding abandoned shops for food, seeking shelter. Now I am fifteen, I feel like I have found a home. I have found a band of survivors like me. These people survived the Apocalypse, and now, we want answers .

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