The War of 2020Chapter 4 Commited
Morgan stood at the top of a small cliff, her feet submerged in a stream of cool water. It ran steadily into a pond a few feet below. Diving in, she slipped underwater with a small splash, sending ripples throughout the surface. She did a few laps before floating on her back, looking up at the blue sky. The pond was secluded and deep in the forest behind Hunter’s house, a small oasis she had all to herself. It’s been 13 hours since the clock started ticking against her. With only about 36...