You groaned, opening one eye. The sun was shining brightly down on you, burning your irises. You pulled yourself up off the fence, stretching your back from the awkward position that you were in all night. By the sun and the empty streets, it was probably around seven in the morning. You stumbled up, attempting to walk with your wobbly legs. You pulled your bag from the bench, and began proceeding in the direction of your house.
It took you a few minutes to get there, your grogginess getting the best of you. As you were walking down your block, you finally remembered why you were outside. “Hamilton!” You yelled, widening your eyes. You quickly touched your neck, feeling nothing but smooth skin. You looked at your clothes, blood staining them. “What the-ow!” You touched your face, the skin tender.
Interesting theory on Haven City’s placement. How you build a big old city on the ocean though? But this does leave a lot of the old world perhaps untouched on the side for further exploration(maybe someday), which I like better than thinking that it was all built over for Haven.
Anyone else have thoughts on this? I’ve always kind of wanted to figure it out, honestly, lol