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Thorik Kovalov: Solo Survival

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                                  Thorik finds himself on the side of a treeline scoping out a small village down the hillside. The air is growing colder he can feel it on his face when the wind picks up. Being out here alone with nothing but the trees and the earth makes a man more sensitive to that kind of thing - he swears he can feel when the rain, wind or cold will pick up. His rifle is resting on a downed tree log and pointing to the small abandoned town. To his right sits his black leather backpack packed with the supplies he's gathered over the last couple of weeks; rice, tuna, plenty of ammunition. On his left is the ballistic helmet he picked up in an abandoned police station. The thick protective material blocks out sound and makes him less sensitive to his surroundings. Out here alone he wants to hear each tree branch and every meal that could be walking around on four legs. He stares down the scope of his wooden bolt-action rifle and scans the town. Something catches his eye. On the outskirts of the town he spots them. A group of infected at least eight, shambling through the field aimlessly. The infected are blooded and decayed, many of them are missing shirts or other clothing. The cold doesn't seem to bother them and they continue their unending march. Thorik feels a cold shiver run down his spine. It stops short of running the whole length of his body - like it usually does. At this distance he could cut them all down - he has enough ammo. His finger slides to the trigger as he lines up his shot.

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He exhales and a plume of warm breath fills the air. He's just too aware of the risks. Deciding against it he shoulders his rifle and throws his bag over his shoulder. As he clips the helmet to his belt he stands watching the infected shamble into the village. He knows this will be a hard winter and he must soon find somewhere to shelter from the hordes. 

 

 

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Reads good

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This makes me excited for Chernarus winter and being that it is windy, cold and rainy where I live the description is really relatable. I like it a lot. Keep writing!

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