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So, this is Earth. How fascinating.

Lawrence had only ever heard stories of the planet, passed down through the generations. Most of them weren't good, filled with violence and pollution and destruction, but before all that they said it was beautiful. He didn't think so, but it was interesting to say the least. Different. They had touched down in a mostly open space, the ground was bare dirt with small pools of water scattered here and there. The little foliage that there was had grown stunted and low to the ground. In contrast to the dull earthy colors was the brilliant blue sky, perfectly cloudless, and the sun beat down upon them. He'd never felt the sun directly before. It reflected brightly off his pale skin and it seemed to him that he was slightly glowing.

From the place where he was crouched, he could see the entire landing sight. Or rather, crash sight. No doubt the Council hurled them off the Continent without regards as to how many of them actually survived. They really only needed one. However, the odds seemed to be with them for a little more than a handful seemed to be fully-functional. He turned his head with a quick jerk and fixed his eyes on the girl Lena, who seemed to be putting a bit of distance between herself and the boy with his head smashed in. The thought occurred to him that, in the absence of any real supplies (none extra could be spared for them), human flesh ought to be nourishing enough by itself. His gaze shifted from Lena to the corpse, and he shuffled toward it in a feral, almost animal-like way. Rations for prisoners were even smaller than those for regular citizens, and he couldn't remember the last time his belly had been full.

Upon reaching the body Lawrence paused for a brief assessment and checked for a pulse just in case there was any chance he was still alive. He was just wondering how he should go about the deed when something caught his attention. Beyond the other survivors toward the hilly horizon. He stood up quickly and trained his eyes upon what seemed to be another living creature. It was unlike anything he had ever seen: a brown creature with four legs and a long tail that resembled a tassel, and a long neck with an oblong head and small pointed ears. It seemed to be watching them, then apparently lost interest and dropped its head to the ground to graze on the short grasses.

So, some things did survive the end of the world.

He suddenly remembered Lena, standing not far off and surveying the area. He pointed toward the creature in the distance and said, "I believe that is an animal." He wondered if he should add anything to that statement, perhaps a follow up question like 'should we do something about it?' but by the time it occurred to him it no longer seemed important, so he said nothing else.

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