Chapter 13Mature

Here the Lost Ones swarmed with great magnitude
The Fallen City had once been glorious
But now the rays of light focused on Survival's rendition of the world
We crept slowly
scurrying for supplies

We were now in the heart of The Fallen City
The deceased laid in piles
Men
Women
Children
All no longer players on this stage

She mimicked my movements
The Others split off to speed the search
Food
Water
Weapons
That was our purpose here

We moved cautiously
Until we heard the screams

The End

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