Snow beat down softly on my back, the cold seeping into my thin clothes. In a weak attempt to block it out. My thin tan jacket did not do much. Shivering i stumble by tree after tree. Didn't i already pass that?My thought were all blurred blocked by hunger exhaustion and and pain from the gashing wound on my side. The snow behind me dotted red with blood as i walked on. Consciousness began to leave me as i feel into the cold snow on my knees then to the side of my head. Right as my eyes fluttered closed i heard footsteps and a face appeared before me, i then faded into blackness.
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Science FictionAlone betrayed and beginning to starve, she will never trust them again. Them or their hot holoforms. Wandering she happens to stumble upon mysterious friends, But are they true? She is especially tested when an old enemy of the past shows his face...
