themeganjoan
What was that? I was truly curious. It flashed in periodic strobes, drawing me toward it. I picked it up and- BAM! You know what they say; "Curiosity killed the cat."
It sat there on the kitchen counter. The shining bottle of clear liquid that might have been mistaken as water. He stumbled toward it and fumbled getting the cap on. He was already drunk, what would a little more alcohol hurt?
Wasteland. That's what this place is. Nothing more that dirt and dead trees. That sky is burnt orange. I'm no longer aware of what realm I'm in, and with no people around, I don't think I'll be finding out soon.
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