Sahara moved through the run down ruins nervously. She never remembered something like this taking place, so she was chalking it up to some sort of feverish dream. She heard the crackling of a fire off in the distance, but based off her surroundings, she held a slow pace.
As the sound grew louder, she saw a beautifully ornate heart in the middle of the devastation. She tried to look for anyone or anything else, but besides the ruins of a city, she was all alone. Each careful step echoed off the broken down walls.
She saw her name on one of the stockings, so she hesitantly pulled it down only to find nothing but empty wrapped boxes and half eaten candy. With one toss into the fire, Sahara decided she was done with this nightmare and tried to force herself awake. But no matter how hard she tried, she remained in the ruins. She knew then she was in trouble.
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