"Do you remember the last time we washed that damn saberphant?"
"Last Christmas, I think."
"Gross!"
"Where are we going?"
"Ask Arabella."
Noises, Talking, Footsteps. Darwin only saw darkness. He was scared and all alone. Bodies. Blood. Death. It was all Dawin could see. Suddenly light flowed in to his hovel.
"Who the hell is that?"
He herd a girl say it, the same one from earlier. Looking up to face her, he saw dirty blonde hair coming from a dirty aviators hat. A creme sun dress hung from her thin frame, her pale skin glowing in the sunlight.
"My names Zayna. Who are you?"
Darwin didn't talk, he just looked up.
"You mute or something?" Zayna asked.
Darwin tried to talk but words wouldn't come out.
"Let's just take him to Arabella!" The other girl said.
"Fine," Zayna said lifting Darwin to his feet "Lets get out of here before the blood dries."
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The Bad Lands
RandomAfter the bomb exploded, we were left in the dust. Quarantined by a world that already hated us, those left alive were left to scramble at what was left. As nature dictated, the world split into two groups. Those who were perfect, and there shadow...
