fast22
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| 19 May 2013 12:04 PM |
You wake up in the apartment bedroom, news blaring on the television and the sound of a helicopter soaring outside. You stayed up way too late and don't remember all of the details but flashes of moments: chaos in the streets, your sister packing suitcases, and police cars lining up along the major avenues like makeshift border crossings.
You glance around the apartment hoping to see Emma. Your eyes adjust to the light, but the headache is preventing you. Your mouth tastes like mud and the rollercoaster ride your bed is taking is out of control.
You think of Emma; you are her... (Brother, Sister, Father, Son....).. |
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jason2926
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| 19 May 2013 01:30 PM |
| Brother. I decided to join this |
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fast22
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| 19 May 2013 02:20 PM |
| "Yes, I remember now, my sister she went to her friend Heather! I must go after her, maybe I should call her" You look around, but there is no phone. You decide you must go out and look for her. But while you are packing your stuff let's get to know you better. What was your job before this whole incident, and what do you do in your free time? |
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