When I woke up I was in a ditch.

What? I stood up quickly and wiped the mud off my pants.

I looked around me.

I'm in a ditch in a... forest?

How did I get here?

I breathed the air.
It smells cleaner and fresher.

Am I dreaming?

I must be dreaming.

I walked out of the ditch and made my way through the forest.

This is a werid dream...

I checked my weapons supply.

Five knives left. Two small pistols. One larger machine gun across my chest. Some ammo in my pocket.
The razor blades around my shoes aren't dull.

I felt my face. Eyepatch still there.

I kept walking until I saw it was getting dark.

My stomach grumbled. I'm hungry.

I sat down against a tree and waited for an animal to come by, but none came.

I took a small nap then woke up and started walking again.

Gotta find food.

Then it started to rain.

Great.

I let rain fall on me and kept walking.

Damn rain. It's probably ruining my gunpowder. At least I have my knives.

Then I noticed a light ahead.

I ran towards it and saw a large mansion.

A mansion. I thought they had all crumbled down because of the war.

I wasn't going inside though. I don't trust it.

I climbed a tree and made myself a home in the branches and rested.
Then I fell asleep.

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When I woke up it was morning.
I looked around me and saw the house in the distance again.
I stayed in my tree and waited for breakfast but no animals came.
It's like they're scared of this place.

So I stayed in my tree despite the protests of my stomach.

When night came I closed my eyes and surrendered to sleep once more.

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This morning I will eat I told myself as soon as I woke up.

I started to climb down the tree until one of the branches broke and I fell to the ground.

Crack.

I bit back the pain.

I broke my arm, I relized.

Using my working arm I pushed the branch off me and stood up.

My arm was limply lying at my side, bent slightly.

I ripped some of my pants leg off and made a makeshift sling.

It hurts but I can't think about it right now. I'm too hungry and thirsty.

I ran threw the woods searching for any sign of water. I found a small muddy puddle.

It'll have to do.

I bent down and forced myself to drink the nasty muddy water.

I feel a bit better now.

Now, food.

I looked around for animals and found one then immediately killed it.

A small rabbit.

I quickly skinned it and ate it raw.
I was that hungry.

After I was finished I discarded the bones and other parts in the mud and climbed back up my tree.

That rabbit didn't really help my hunger but at least I don't feel like I'm going to die.

About an hour later I started to relize something was wrong with me.

I was coughing up blood.

I also looked at my arm and saw it was very swollen.

Block out the pain I told myself.

I kept coughing and coughing.
Three hours after it had started I was still coughing, covered in blood, and beginning to feel light headed.

This is bad.

I slowly climbed out of my tree and went searching for water again.

My throat was sore and tired from constant coughing.

I found another puddle and greedily drank the muddy water.
Then I started to make my way back to my tree.

Why is the world spinning I questioned myself as I stumbled around.

I'm so dizzy...

I kept walking and walking and noticed I had walked past my tree and was in eyes view from the mansion.

Must go away from there. It's bad.

As I started to turn around back I froze in place.
Another coughing fit.

I choked up more blood then my knees gave out and I fell face first into the mud.

Goodbye world.

It was nice knowing we existed.

Wait, I gotta have last words...

"Fuck you world.... For making me the person I am." I choked out and closed my eye.

I'm giving up now.

"Now, that's hardly proper language from a young lady... " I heard someone say.