My name is Grim Silversmith a private contractor; well at least I was one until I got bored of that life. This world is so boring everything stays the same, we live our lives with no agenda it’s the same thing each day. You go to work, you sleep and repeat over and over until you eventually die and I don’t want to live like that. Twenty-two years old and I have experienced most of what this world has to off and it’s utter shit, I just wish something changed.

  I was in my apartment drinking a bear on the couch trying to drown out the noise of my neighbor’s party; this is what happens when you live in an apartment building full of teens. I threw away the bottle then went to bed hoping tomorrows better than today. As I was sleeping the voices from my past kept echoing in my head, shrill screams echoed through the air followed by gun fire and crying. I awoke from the memories only to find myself staring at a Blue window.

  After the window disappeared a small chest appeared in front of me, I sat up from my bed and opened it. Only to find a book and a card which had a cleaver on it and a description of it on the front, when I pulled the two items out the chest disappeared followed by a few new notifications.

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  After reading everything I went through the hous collecting everything that would help me in the future, I cleared out my mini-Armory that was installed under my bed then cleared out several pantries full of MRE's. once I collected all of the food I collected the spices and herbs I've grown even the marijuana for pain relief if I ever get injured, the final thing I collected as the vast amount of medician that i thought would come in handy sooner or later As I finished up I got another notification telling me the count down was over.

  After the notification disappeared I saw a light appear down the hall in my living room, When I approached and looked in I saw a giant spider looking around confused but was distracted after hearing my Neighbors loud voices. As much as I want to see them get eaten my conscience refuses to let that happen, When I wished for something interesting to happen I didn’t mean send A GIANT FUCKING SPIDER INTO MY LIVING ROOM, I MEAN WHY COULDN’T IT BE SOMETHING ELSE?!!!!