HIGHBORN – A Text-Based Adventure – [Journey Inland]

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become king of the sea and join your fish pals underwater



lay in the sand and fall asleep. then when you wake up and if you feel better, attempt to build a small temporary hut. try to find some food and start a fire. and also check your pockets for anything like a phone, license or anything at all. and possibly attempt to find materials to build a boat.

and also check your pockets for anything like a phone, license or anything at all.
are you wearing clothes, do you have any items and what time of day is it?
   So that's what you were forgetting to check. You look down at yourself. You are wearing a pair of work jeans, a black t-shirt (now half-sleeved), and... Huh, you never noticed, but you're wearing a tan, military-grade ballistic vest. That would explain your difficulty walking. Not only that, the front has bullet holes in it. Nothing got through, thankfully. The sun has just risen in the sky, so your guess is that you were thrown off of the ship sometime in the night. You begin to search the various pockets in your clothing, finding a bunch of empty firearm magazines, a waterlogged phone that won't turn on, a wet notepad complete with pen and pencil, and a bottle of unlabeled pills. Probably should leave those alone.
plunder the ship for any delicious sand or anything that can help you find out what happened
   As much as you would love to eat more sand right now, you're fairly certain that all of the sand tastes the same. The U.S.S. Pannester appears mostly undamaged. That is, apart from the massive hole gouged into its side. A brief search of the ship reveals no personnel, no food, no weapons, and no water. However, there are a large number of footprints in the sand leading inland away from the wreck. For now, though...
   You are even more certain that you have some form of concussion. Besides, there aren't even any trees around at the moment.
   Right now, all you can think about is rest. You collapse into the sand, taking precautions to make sure that sand doesn't get into the wound on the back of your head that you are still keeping pressure on. Slowly, you drift into the dark world of unconsciousness. Faces pass you, voices, memories... Bygone dreams. Then you hear barking. You awake suddenly, sitting up and kicking yourself towards the ship so that your back is facing the metal. In front of you are three wolves. And boy, do they look hungry.

INVENTORY
- 6 Empty 5x56mm 30 Round Magazines
- 2 Empty 9mm 15 Round Magazines
- Waterlogged Phone
- Wet Notepad
- Pen and Pencil
- Unlabeled Pills
« Last Edit: February 16, 2018, 11:21:22 PM by Blockhead8306 »

Is there anything written on the notepad?

check mouth for residual sand

TAKE. ALL. OF. THE. PILLS
And hope for stereoids

look in the beach at the water to see your ugly face again



drink some fresh sea water



Take of your black shirt to reveal your ripped body