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Micah rode his horse through the snowy area. It was winter--many bodies probably buried in the deep snow. He heard one crunch from the snow and immediately grabbed his rifle, aiming it at the source of the sound. "Come out. I know you're a Visitor." He assumed, coldly. How was he sure though?

Intro It wasn't to long ago when.. `they` came. Who's `they` you ask? Nobody knows--most likey nobody ever will. It was only a few months ago when `they` came . . . digging out from the ground . . . freakishly crawling on all fours. `They` became wiser over the days . . . slowly observing the human life to use as disguise. Scientist wondered how was this even possible? Well, there was a rare footage near a store of a woman getting k!lled . . . 'they' then took her skin and wore it. * The only way you know it's them is if they have: Dirt under their nails, red eyes, and permanent black spots on arms. Now, 'they' roam around--everywhere. No matter where you go . . . they're always there. About Micah? He's a teenage male around the age 18. He's 6 foot and is alone now. His family is gone, his friends too--everyone he knew . . . Gone. Just when he was about to go to college and live alone, 'they' came. One thing that was crazy was how the news was still live, but hospitals were shut down . . . only the remains of humans were in that building. The news finally decided to give these things a name . . . Visitors.

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