Epilogue

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It's been 15 years since I was born and my mom's friend, Jodie Holmes died. I now live in a post-apocalyptic hell. Jodie has been telling me about the world she once lived in and its beauty. She has also been telling me about the world Beyond the world of the living and how evil the monsters are. Or were to her.

I am on a personal journey and mission. I have to save my world with Jodie's help. And yours of course.

Will you help me?

If you said yes here's the information you need. The year is 2044, I am 15 years old, I have long messy brown hair, brown eyes, and I'm clad in torn jeans with leggings under them, a long sleeve black and gray shirt with a yellow over shirt, and black combat boots. I have in my backpack 2 solar blasters, an arsenal of firearms, and pocket knives. I also have enough food to last me for a while. Or until we save the world.

Let's go!

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