The Beginning

The Beginning

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July 24. The day everything turned to shit. No one knows what exactly happened, just that six billion people dropped dead. The world descended into anarchy, families turned on each other, literally eating each other alive. That was a year ago. Since then it's been almost impossible to find edible food, or drinkable water. Raiders and bandits ran wild, and you were lucky to find a shard of glass to defend yourself. Friends were scarce, trust was almost nonexistent. Cities still stand, but going into one is a death wish. Marauders roam the streets, killing and looting. 'Remain indoors at all times' was the call they sent out. No one followed it though. Now all that remains of the human race are the ones with the will to survive,
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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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