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Besides, her determined look was convincing enough.
Slowly, I lowered my hands, nodding at her. “Alright.”
She gave a short nod of her own in acknowledgment, her posture relaxing slightly.
Taking the lead, I started navigating through the terrain, acutely aware of her presence right behind me.
We moved in sync, our steps cautious and silent.
The connection between us was palpable, binding us in this game of survival.
A rustle from a nearby bush made us stop in our tracks.
We exchanged glances, a silent communication passing between us.
The danger was all too real, but so was our newfound alliance.
Heeding her words, I didn’t restrain her.
Instead, I gestured for her to stay close, my other hand signaling the direction we should take.
We had a long way to go and many challenges ahead.
But for the first time since our bizarre journey began, I felt hopeful.
We were a team now, united by a common goal:
Survival.
Heeding the silent promise made between us, I nodded and took the lead, guiding us away from our crashed pod and into the vast unknown.
Riley
The rustle of alien foliage surrounded me as I trudged behind Talan, the memories of the previous encounters pulsating vividly in my mind.
Every step, every breath I took felt like a lifeline back to reality — or what I presumed was reality.
The distinction between the two had become so blurred that it was hard to tell which was more terrifying: the nightmarish alien world or the possibility that everything was merely a fabrication.
I glanced at Talan’s broad back.
The muscles rippled under his skin, moving fluidly with each step he took.
That same body that had moved so gracefully, so powerfully, had also crushed me.
The very thought made my bones ache with remembered pain, a phantom of an agony that had been so real.
Could it have been just a simulation?
A holographic game?
As I followed him, the memories seemed to play out before me, like a movie on fast-forward.
The fear, the thrill of the chase, the sharp pain, the weight of the world — or rather, Talan — pressing down on me.
Every single emotion, every sensation was so palpable, so vivid, that it was impossible to brush it off as just a figment of my imagination.
