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Shrouded
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    Parts 12
  • WpHistory
    Time 52m
Ongoing, First published May 04, 2016
Caleb wakes up in his bed all sweaty. The bed was incredibly uncomfortable, the springs in the mattress all loose and some wires were even sticking out.

The discomfort prompted him to get off the bed. His eyes were watery and his hair was ruffled.

The room was all dark and dusty. An acrid smell lingers in the room, pricking Caleb's nose.

Thoughts hit his head.

This is my room? Yah it is.

My name is Caleb? Yah it is.

What am I? A pathfinder.

Why am I here? I'm a survivor of the apocalypse.

Wheres the meeting point? The bus interchange under the shopping mall at Passiert Street.

All of this came so naturally to him like as though it was injected into his memory.
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"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)