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[center][h3][color=f7976a]Survival[/color][/h3][/center]


Finding herself standing on an island, Sangue blinked.

It felt familiar to the home she had once lived in, but at the same time, it felt different. For there was a surplus of water surrounding them, and they were stranded.

Looking around, Sangue found almost everyone heading off to gather wood. Lauren seemed to be discussing something with a rather familiar-looking person. She stared at the two for a brief moment before turning away.

She wondered what she should do.

Her gaze fell upon a tall, dark-haired man who was left alone. While he looked much, much stronger than her, he did not seem to feel well.

She glanced around, believing that there was enough people going off to gather wood, and distracting Lauren would only make her a liability. The red-haired woman promptly stood behind the man, though she remained silent and kept her distance. Her expression remained idle as she looked out for any potential threats.

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