Surviving Chaos

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Max was tired, hungry, and weak. His leg was killing him. At least his face didn’t hurt as much as it had. He’d walked for three days straight, sleeping in the trees along the side of the road by night. It would have been better to walk by night, but he’d left his flashlight with Mandy. The batteries wouldn’t last much longer anyway.

Max had finished the meager amount of food he’d brought with him yesterday. And it hadn’t been much to begin with.

Max had woken early, before the sunrise, unable to get back to sleep from the hunger and the cold ground. So he’d waited until there was enough light to walk by, and then he’d started.

Would he ever find a town? They were really out there, away from everything. If he’d been unlucky and headed in the wrong direction, he could walk for weeks before he found anything. And at that point, it’d be likely that he’d first run into a car driving by. And who knew who’d be in the car and whether they’d be friendly or dangerous.

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