//The story is set in a post-apocalyptic city after the majority of the population has been terminated. Kamille is a young 16 year-old survivor who was blinded during the apocalypse, her family and friends have been killed and she has been left alone.//
//Kamille is very shy and quiet, but she remains mostly a mystery.//
//You are also walking around the street looking for survivors at the point in time the following takes place.//
//That's actually all you need to know before reading the starter!//
Kamille slid her hand silently against the cold, stone walls, her sightless eyes stared into the distance. She shivered while the wind slapped her golden hair across her pale face. Kamille adjusted her skirt and pulled her sweater down. Where is everyone? Kamille quietly whispered to herself.
She wandered around the city in pure blackness, tripping over rubble every few seconds. Eventually, the young girl gave up and slid to the ground next to a large brick building, her body covered in scratches and bruises. Kamille's hands softly slide up her arms and she squeezes, bending over her knees slightly and even letting a few drops of salty tears fall down her cheeks.
Am I all alone now? They're going to kill me, I'm blind. I'm helpless. I'm worthless now.
A loud crash sounded from a few blocks away, Kamille jerked up and looked towards the noise, only to curl back when remembering she couldn't see. The noise only lasted a few seconds before she could hear footsteps running quickly towards her.
A voice spoke, the one belonging to the person running towards her, "Hey! You! Come on, we need to run, they're coming!"
They sprinted right up next to Kamille, then grabbed her arm, pulling her to her feet and continued to move speedily away.
"W-Where are we going? Who are you?"
//Yes! You will be the person who is now running with Kamille. They are running away from whatever caused the apocalypse, that can be up to you if you want to lead the story, or I can!//
//Kamille is very shy and quiet, but she remains mostly a mystery.//
//You are also walking around the street looking for survivors at the point in time the following takes place.//
//That's actually all you need to know before reading the starter!//
Kamille slid her hand silently against the cold, stone walls, her sightless eyes stared into the distance. She shivered while the wind slapped her golden hair across her pale face. Kamille adjusted her skirt and pulled her sweater down. Where is everyone? Kamille quietly whispered to herself.
She wandered around the city in pure blackness, tripping over rubble every few seconds. Eventually, the young girl gave up and slid to the ground next to a large brick building, her body covered in scratches and bruises. Kamille's hands softly slide up her arms and she squeezes, bending over her knees slightly and even letting a few drops of salty tears fall down her cheeks.
Am I all alone now? They're going to kill me, I'm blind. I'm helpless. I'm worthless now.
A loud crash sounded from a few blocks away, Kamille jerked up and looked towards the noise, only to curl back when remembering she couldn't see. The noise only lasted a few seconds before she could hear footsteps running quickly towards her.
A voice spoke, the one belonging to the person running towards her, "Hey! You! Come on, we need to run, they're coming!"
They sprinted right up next to Kamille, then grabbed her arm, pulling her to her feet and continued to move speedily away.
"W-Where are we going? Who are you?"
//Yes! You will be the person who is now running with Kamille. They are running away from whatever caused the apocalypse, that can be up to you if you want to lead the story, or I can!//