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Africa - Chapter 1Chapter 1 - July 15thAfrica - Chapter 1
Seventy-two hours. That's how long it's been. Since that crash, that horrible crash. It is currently July 15th, 1979, at what I believe is a bit past noon. It's Frank, James, and I left. We had left on a plane seventy-two hours ago, from Orlando to South Africa. Engine failure, it looks like. We have crashed in a remote area of the Saharan desert. If anyone is out there, and receives this transmission, please, we need help. We are running low on food, and water. So please, if anyone is out there, help us. I finished up the transmission and returned


RainRain trickles in a somber beat The drops falling, taking hold of the air A soft mist rising from the dew Two hummingbirds take their cover So the rain cannot down them, one or the other.Rain
A loud clash is heard from the clouds Clashing like the heavens themselves falling Loud, thunderous roars are heard This is correct, as the thunder has just begun To stop the rain's quiet fun.
As the sky begins to clear And the thunder stops it's cheer The rain believes the end is near However, it must not fear.
The rain will return again Once again,


Hangover.I woke up, sweating and panting. My eyes were burning, I almost thought they had just turned red. My body was aching all over, there wasn't a single place I couldn't feel throbbing. I wondered what had happened the night before, looking around with the cans strewn across the room like a child's toys. My body began to shiver as I forced myself out of bed. I took in a deep breath, putting my head between my hands. It felt like my head was going to explode. I stumbled my way over to the mirror, which was cracked. What had happened in this house before, I did not know. All I know is, when I looked into that mirror, my tired, gruesome reflection sHangover.

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