Karma
It was a cloudy afternoon. Everyone in the bunker were tired and exhausted by the day's work. The foragers had returned with little to no food and even less fresh water. People were getting frustrated and many were beginning to worry if they were ever going to leave this place alive. Anthea was sitting by a small fire sharpening her knife. She looked sad and really worried. Megan went up to her and sat beside her. "Hey!",she greeted Anthea. "Hey!", Anthea replied. "You seem worried…", Megan said trying to start a conversation. "Yeah…its just that I feel like we can't stay here for much longer…these poor people can't take it anymore.", Anthea replied. "I understand…Its just been a few days for us here and I already feel like a year … time just passes here and all you can do is wait and
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