Nightfall

Nightfall

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Over the past two years the increase of missing persons has raised to more than triple worldwide, no bodies have been found. When Catherine wakes up in a foreign land with no memory of how she arrived there and a message from the government thanking her for her service, things begin to seem a little strange. Even more so when she ventures out to find a group of others claiming to have been stuck there for years. Will she fall for the mysterious Jason? Will she find out what's really going on? Will everyone be as innocent as they seem? And most importantly, will she survive... Nightfall. Inspired by: The Hunger Games, Divergent, Maze Runner & Minecraft (Yes Minecraft!)
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We knew something wasn't right from the moment we awoke. It was like something was missing - a part of our very souls - and we couldn't sense the deficiency, no matter how hard we tried. A hundred million eyes adjusted to the dark all at once, all surprised to be awakened so soon. We ran through our checklists of limbs and senses, drawing ourselves out of our dreams piece by piece. Some went back to sleep, unaware, unbothered, too tired to notice the difference. Some lay in bed, too anxious to stand until the light of dawn crept through their windows at last, and they were sure the monsters in their closets had gone back to sleep. Some leapt from their slumbers, more keenly aware than others that the missing pieces were important. But we didn't know. We couldn't have. Not until we found ourselves standing in the light and discovered: We no longer had shadows.

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