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Day 1,413

It wasn't the screaming that woke you up, it was the stench of burning meat.

First time caught a glimpse at the cause of the scent you nearly collapsed, vomiting until all that came out was bitter saliva. There were more bodies lying around than you'd ever seen alive in your life. You hadn't thought it possible for there to be so many people all in one place.

Now you recognised how the screams marked the hours, each one a different section of the area marked for re-evaluation by creatures too vast to see and too inhuman to comprehend. They burnt and salted and burnt the world again and again until they found that it suited them.

At this point you'd died so many times, you could scarcely tellone life apart from another.

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