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Day 0: The Void
With darkness all around me, I shrieked. One second I was swimming in the ocean. The next I was in this void. I was feeling dizzy from this nonsense. A terrible wind was pushing me around. Sheer terror filled my existence. I felt a ground slowly form beneath me, I heard a few sounds. I closed my eyes, and though about what happened. I was on vacation, at Boracay Beach in the Philippines. I swam in the salty ocean with my sister. I opened my eyes quickly. Where was she? Oddly enough something made me forget a lot of what had happened to me. I even had forgotten my name, all I remembered was the beach, and my sister. I took a quick look around. There were animals hopping in the grass. I saw no other trace of a human. I looked toward the sky; I noticed it was noon. I ran toward a tree and tore it's branches off. Using them I made a crude sword out of sharpened rocks and a stick. I then made an axe and a shovel. There needed to be an easier way to get this stone. A sudden memory filled me. I was in my old classroom, I was the only one in it. There was a book on my old desk. The title read Dragon's Gate. I was suddenly back in this strange world, the sun was in the middle of the sky. "Pickaxe!" I shouted. I crafted together what looked like two sharp stones attached to a stick. I started to hollow out a place to stay in. I came across a material, it looked familiar. It was coal. I attached it to a stick and lit it. The torches' light filled my hollowed out hole of a house. I fashioned together a door and covered the exit ad the sun went down. I saw something in the distance. My eyes froze at it's sight, it was a Zombie.
Night 0: The Recollection
While the zombie was tearing my flesh off. I remembered something, it was my name. I smiled while I was getting killed. The world was going dark to me. While waiting to get greeted by some sort of god I realized that I was back on this weird place. I yelled my name to the mountains: Jonathon. I would have pick something better like: Ezzy the great but, at least I have a name. The sun began to go up.
Day 1: What were the chances
I remade my stuff, and even made a cozy wood house. There was a skip to my step as I looked around for food. The sky grew gray with clouds and it began to pour. I skipped back to the little house I made. Only one thing stood in my way: There was about 20 zombies chilling near my house. I ran screaming, what else was I to do? Give them a hug? One zombie grabbed my leg and stared to drag me closer to his hideous face. Then out of the blue erm gray, a bolt of lightning shot my house. The zombies seemed attracted to the light and they burned to their doom. I was relived, until I realized that my house was on fire. Just then the rain stopped, and so did the chances of it putting out my house. A green creature walked up to me. It had an odd frown on it's face. I stared dumbly at it. The next I saw was my leg flung off my body. It had exploded in my face. In the darkness of dieing. I yelled at the universe, if I was still in it.
With darkness all around me, I shrieked. One second I was swimming in the ocean. The next I was in this void. I was feeling dizzy from this nonsense. A terrible wind was pushing me around. Sheer terror filled my existence. I felt a ground slowly form beneath me, I heard a few sounds. I closed my eyes, and though about what happened. I was on vacation, at Boracay Beach in the Philippines. I swam in the salty ocean with my sister. I opened my eyes quickly. Where was she? Oddly enough something made me forget a lot of what had happened to me. I even had forgotten my name, all I remembered was the beach, and my sister. I took a quick look around. There were animals hopping in the grass. I saw no other trace of a human. I looked toward the sky; I noticed it was noon. I ran toward a tree and tore it's branches off. Using them I made a crude sword out of sharpened rocks and a stick. I then made an axe and a shovel. There needed to be an easier way to get this stone. A sudden memory filled me. I was in my old classroom, I was the only one in it. There was a book on my old desk. The title read Dragon's Gate. I was suddenly back in this strange world, the sun was in the middle of the sky. "Pickaxe!" I shouted. I crafted together what looked like two sharp stones attached to a stick. I started to hollow out a place to stay in. I came across a material, it looked familiar. It was coal. I attached it to a stick and lit it. The torches' light filled my hollowed out hole of a house. I fashioned together a door and covered the exit ad the sun went down. I saw something in the distance. My eyes froze at it's sight, it was a Zombie.
Night 0: The Recollection
While the zombie was tearing my flesh off. I remembered something, it was my name. I smiled while I was getting killed. The world was going dark to me. While waiting to get greeted by some sort of god I realized that I was back on this weird place. I yelled my name to the mountains: Jonathon. I would have pick something better like: Ezzy the great but, at least I have a name. The sun began to go up.
Day 1: What were the chances
I remade my stuff, and even made a cozy wood house. There was a skip to my step as I looked around for food. The sky grew gray with clouds and it began to pour. I skipped back to the little house I made. Only one thing stood in my way: There was about 20 zombies chilling near my house. I ran screaming, what else was I to do? Give them a hug? One zombie grabbed my leg and stared to drag me closer to his hideous face. Then out of the blue erm gray, a bolt of lightning shot my house. The zombies seemed attracted to the light and they burned to their doom. I was relived, until I realized that my house was on fire. Just then the rain stopped, and so did the chances of it putting out my house. A green creature walked up to me. It had an odd frown on it's face. I stared dumbly at it. The next I saw was my leg flung off my body. It had exploded in my face. In the darkness of dieing. I yelled at the universe, if I was still in it.
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