All hope is gone.
As you slide down the hill it becomes apparent that not a single breath of life can be found here.
Here…. the skeletal remains of what used to be a bountiful city.
Crusted blood, metal, ash, and dust is all that remains.
You yell ‘Hello?’ a few times, growing louder with each ‘Hello’ you give off.
Every ‘Hello’ seems to echo for aeons.
After that, dead silence.
Not a single sound could be heard than your own heartbeat.
The sound of that heartbeat grows louder…
The sound almost sounds robotic, like from some machine…
A heart rate monitor.
Your vision of the city blurs into a light olive green colored hospital room.
Each blink goes in and out from the city to the hospital room.
“Is this some sort of bad dream? Or am I dead?”
Perhaps dying? You wonder.
There is only one way to find out.
More coming soon.
Keep going through the city
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