The end The scorched landscape offers nothing as far as the eye can see. I have enough oxygen for another 6 hours. Unless I find a functioning outpost to refill, I'll suffocate. But as I look out on the wasteland, not having seen any sign of #life in the last four years, I pause and think: it's not much, but it's all mine.
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