They woke in cold, dazed and sore. One at a time, each got up, some shrieking, others crying, others cheering. They couldn't see each other, but they could hear the louder noises of their neighbors, and were aware of each other's presence. As for their surroundings, no one was sure where they were, but everyone could feel that it was wrong. Something was very, very wrong, as they awoke to the gentle rocking in a cold fog. And then, one asked the right question: are we dead?

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its my nano novel. not sure what is going to happen yet, and I'm way behind. I NEED to catch up SOON, or else Mike's prediction will come true: I'll get so behind that I'll drop out and then he'll LAUGH AT ME!!!! :P

happy reading, sorry it sucks. I will make it better in december.

updated Nov 3 '10 by Juliia