Devastation

"TELL ME, BOY. WE ALL YOU KNOW WHERE IT IS!" Saliva covered Hunters Left cheek while the smell of peppermint lingered in his nose. Hunter had not yet broke eye contact with the dimly lit light that seemed to somehow illuminate the entire room . He needed to escape. But how? His thoughts were interrupted by a cold chill that rested upon his temple. Hunter slowly lifted his gaze from the light to the left of his face. Colonel Argyle stood there, a gun gripped tightly in his hand. "How about we do a little deal, boy?" His face still stone cold and motionless while started to circle Hunter "I'll give you three seconds to tell me, or I shoot you." This was it. The end. Everything he has worked for gone. And for what? Some stupid virus that Hunter doesn't even know anything about? "ONE!" "TWO!" The colonel stopped in front of Hunters face, the gun pressed against his forehead. A grimace formed on Argyle's face. Something says he is going to enjoy this a little too much. Hunter squeezed his eyes shut. taking a few moments that he didn't have to look back at everything. Jake, Runner, all those people he saved, all those people he lost. All those people he doomed to this same fate. "THREE!" The sound of a gunshot filled the room. Hunter Opened his eyes to see blood, but it wasn't his.
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Hunter, a teenage boy has a completely normal life. Well as normal as it can be in the wastes. He was hunting for Scrap metals, old guns, weapons. anything he could trade for a little bit of food or medicine or a new pair of shoes. When he discovered the past of others threatened his future.
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