Literature
The trials of Renamon chapter 14
A new start.
When I woke the next morning, I felt terrible.
I was cold, stiff, sore, hungry, thirsty, half sick and extremely lost.
As I left the trash crate I clumsily landed on my knees before finding the strength to stand. I hobbled through the streets, urgently trying to find something, anything to bring my energy back. I scavenged trash cans all through the alleys but I found nothing I could eat or drink.
Not long after I started my search, I heard a noise behind me.
Looking back I saw nothing for a while before suddenly an animal of sorts leaped out of the trash cans and across the alleyway. It was just a cat.
Startled but not put