I am laying down in the forklift on my side. I can't be on my back without choking on blood. My body is broken. My vision is blurry. I don’t have much time left. I am hungry and thirsty again to a degree I haven’t experience before. I have nothing left, nothing.
The abominations came back by now.
The rumbles down below haven't stop. It is either still melting or the reactor has been damaged by all the falling debris.
I think it might be too late. I can't believe we did all this for nothing.
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SkrekkThis is the story of a man, a scared man in a world of horror and silent death. Follow the adventure of a desperate soul trying to find it's way back to the surface, to the normal world.
