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Nastasha

After the initial event had slowed down, and Nastasha was able to make sense of everything, she stood up slowly, not wanting to agitate her sore muscles. She was on a huge island, made up mostly of grass, but where she stood, she was surrounded by high, gray cliffs. Her fingers were brushing over a backpack that resembled a hiking pack, but with no extra equipment.

As far as she could tell, she was alone. The only sounds were the wind lightly runnig over the vibrantly-coloured grass, and the pause of silence before the washing of the waves came in, hitting the shore of the island. She started to walk, slowly at first, but once her legs warmed up to the task she was able to walk at a clipped pace.

Natasha wove in and out of the cliffs, and eventually found herself standing on the North-west shore of the island; she could tell because the sun was setting in the West. Across from her, there was an island that looked to have a tall, but wide stone hill, with little green vegetation, but she could see the unmistakable gold, tall wheat waving in the breeze. She shifted her backpack so that it was sitting up on ehr back and plunged into the water as she made the short swim over to the other, smaller island.

Hauling herself up out of the water, Natasha dropped her backpack on the sand and walked over to one of the patches of wheat, and began to pull them out of the ground, lying them in a pile next to her. She was getting increasingly hungry, and eventually, she stopepd pulling out the wheat stalks and walked around the East edge of the island.

During her self-guidede tour, she found a large cave, though she couldn't see what was inside, soome piles of orange dirt, and a large amount of carrot plants. She pulled all of them from the ground, brushing them off before she ate them, satisfying her hunger for the night.

When she returned to her pile of wheat, it was already getting dark, and the sky was beginning its transformation from light blue to black. Natasha looked around the horizon line, the night fog already starting to settle in. Through the fog, she could make out an orange glow in the Northeast, and it was at that moment that she knew that she was not alone in this world, whether than be for better, or for worse.