
It Wasn't a Dream.... (RoG Gorean post-apocalyptic roleplay)
Waking again the next morning - fully expecting ALL of this was just a dream - no dead people, no Man in white, no abandoned cargo's. I took the small jit from his crate and headed into the warehouse... stopping as I approached my pile of personal belongings - my shoulders sinking a bit as I noticed things had been re-arranged - exactly like I assumed they had been in my dream... this lessened t…
