Stitches

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Stephany's POV
"Should we take a break, I'm exhausted." I tumbled but Zac caught hold of me before I could slip into one of the deep cracks. "Yeah sure let's find some shelter before its dark." After few hours we got shelter beneath a wall and a concrete slab. "So what do you think caused all of this?" He replied looking deep in my eyes.

"I guess its due to global warming, last month as I remember entire NYC was evacuated due to rising sea levels." I was agony as I didn't believe that how can he be so cool minded after  what all has happened. He was cleaning his wounds by the water from a bottle we had found in a school bus.

After a few hours

I was lying watching the stars twinkle with Zac boiling some ready to eat food we had retrieved from the ruins of a nearby convenience store , all around me was debris with no sign of life at all. "You look frightened, what's the matter?"

"WTF!!" I screamed at him. His calm gestured face was taking an aggressive tone. "There! There! There! squish.......... I fell in slit. "Taylor! she's my friend get ." he got me up and then we both got Taylor up. Taylor was submerged in a muck, we got her up her hands were covered by a layer of grime, glass and blood. Is she dead I asked Zac as he was checking her pulse.Cogh

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