Hunger and thirst was nothing unusual in the wasteland after the ominium was destroyed.
This is just how things are. So what if you had to kill someone for food?
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Cold...
No warmth...
So dark....
The only light comes from a lighter. So dim...
A body lays near him.
Not warm anymore.
Not on the outside at least...
His stomache aches.
It hurts...
He will die.
Freezing.
Starving.
Tick tock tick tock tick tock
Thinking.
Waiting.
Staring.
Now something is tearing. Ripping.
Still cold.
No lighter anymore.
Dropped it.
Doesn't matter.
Not hungry anymore.
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