Oscar Mason
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There are ten types of people in the world. Those who understand binary, and those who don't.
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The Locket
Justin’s footsteps echoed throughout the empty city, with the crisp sound of Hudson’s whistling intercutting the desolate silence of the ominous streets. Hudson was a stocky seventeen-year-old, just older than Justin. His thick brown hair fell over his face, concealing a stupid immature grin that immediately told you not to trust him around sharp objects. Justin got on well with him, which is why they always scavenged together. Scavenging is fun. One good thing came out of the end of the world, and that was everyone’s stuff suddenly scattered everywhere. Hudson gave Justin a nod towards the sun, with a quizzical expression on his face. The shadows were thickening as the blindingly orange sun brushed gently against the dusty horizon. Justin waved him off with an expression that said “Don’t worry about it”. Justin briefly stopped and looked around the city he used to live in and thought about the last time he was here.
By Oscar Mason5 years ago in Fiction
