Lord of the flotsam

day 2

As the first light of dawn crept over the horizon, I ventured further into the depths of this desolate realm, determined to secure the resources necessary for my survival. Among the tangled mounds of garbage, I stumbled upon a stagnant pond, its waters murky and polluted.

Though hesitant at first, desperation drove me to action. Using a charcoal filter salvaged from the wreckage, I managed to purify the fetid water, rendering it safe for consumption. With a small fire crackling nearby, I boiled the filtered water, ensuring that any lingering contaminants were eradicated.

With my thirst temporarily quenched, my attention turned to sustenance. Amongst a pile of organic matter, I discovered a revolting bounty: a writhing mass of maggots feasting upon the decaying refuse. Though repulsed by the sight, I knew that desperate times called for desperate measures.

Gathering the squirming larvae, I resolved to make do with what little sustenance I could find. Whether stewed or grilled over an open flame, the maggots provided a meager source of protein to stave off hunger. And the organic matter itself, though unpalatable in its current state, held the promise of future sustenance if I could find a way to cultivate it.

As I consumed my meager meal, I couldn't help but ponder the grim irony of my situation. A super soldier, trained for combat and hardened by adversity, reduced to scavenging scraps and dining on maggots in a forsaken pocket dimension. But despite the challenges that lay ahead, I refused to succumb to despair. With each passing day, I will persevere, inching ever closer to freedom from this wretched place