“Everything is fine…Just a simple wreak…”

Vivian was hesitant to keep speaking about the incident. No survivors other than herself with the radio system out.

“If I’m able to survive at least a week I can make it out! Just need to remember how to do things. Scavenge and Search for high ground.”

The more she would move the more her body would say enough. The blistering hot sun. The lack of wind. If she didn’t take a break she would die from heat stroke. Suddenly a loud rumbling. Her stomach.

“Ohhh. Please just last a small bit longer!”

As she collapsed to the ground, the sand beneath her feet would soon be beneath her knees and hands, she would attempt to stand up but had to crawl. As she crawled she found the wonder food. Potatoes.

“…food…FOOD! Oh there really is a god!”

Two hours would pass as a storm would roll in. Gigantic puffy clouds of rain. A monsoon even. If she didn’t build a shelter now she would surely die.

Another hour from her seeing the clouds barreling towards her she had somewhat of a hit constructed of a sheet of metal and wood she could find.

“Please let me survive…I wanna go home…she’s probably worried sick. I have to build a survivable raft to get to civilization or something.”

As she took shelter with the rain hitting the metal sheet roof of her shelter she thrown together. The rain would uncover another piece of metal. As she walked closer she could see a handle.

“Hm…Interesting…”

With a small shocked look on her face she was able to open to open the door. But when she did. Tragedy struck.

A bolt from lightning hit the metal door she was holding. It should shock her but not harm her. It was as she crossed a sensor that an arrow would shoot into her left leg.

“Agh! F-fuck! Wh-why my leg!”

As the blood gushed down her leg she knew not to take it out as the bleeding would get worse and worse. She fell down the stairs and knocked herself out. For a brief moment she could see…a tall figure.

“Ehhhh…h-hello?”

But she would soon be passed out cold.

(To Be Continued)