Not everyone survives in a rimworld.

[Zork]

We woke up to the sound of the raid alarm, orphellia was incapacitated after a rimworlf bit her left leg out, so the defenses of the colony were down to me and Jill, I got the survival rifle on my hands and load a pack of 5 rounds into it, (CLICK) the gun is loaded I turn to the right and see Jill loading a clip into her 9mm pistol, we were both terrible shooters, but worse meele fighters so we sticked to the guns, We already hear them running through the farmfields, my heart beating and adrenaline filling my body, I put myself next to orphellia's bed, jill runs to the corner of the room, we locked our doors to see if they got tired and leave, but they had determination, a raider with a pistol kicks down the door. the shooting begins.


bullets started flying all around the room, hitting walls next to my head, the only things that I could hear was gunshots, until a peculiar sound caught my ear, screaming, the raider had shot jill on her legs, she was down, fear rushed through my body, there were two raiders in front of me, shooting, I hear the words "ok pal thats enough" I turn my head to feel the bash of a steel mace to my face, I fell to my knees, with my eyes full of blood, the raider kicks me to the ground, and starts beating me with the mace, I feel every hit of the mace, crushing my bones and taking me to an amount of pain no human should ever go, I lift my head and looked to orpheilla's direcction , I was in shock, the leader raider, not caring about the fact she was an incapacitated 42 year old female, was raping her, screams of orpheilla filled the room, I was powerless, there was nothing I could do, every bone in my arms and legs was broken, crushed.

after incapacitating all of us, the big raider with the steel mace carried me on his back, the others did the same, as they were taking us to their base, I looked back, the farms were being consumed by flames, geothermal generators destroyed, all our efforts, gone. rain started to fall cleaning my face of blood, and some getting in my mouth, the metallic taste was the only thing I could feel now.

*4 days later*

It has been 4 days since they captured us, they haven't sold us into slavery, they prefer to have a disturbed and twisted way of "fun" with us, the big guy with the mace finds it amusing to see how I twist and turn after he bashes me in the limbs, the beating is everyday for me, but I got lucky, the others not so much, from the other room the only thing I could hear is the countinous screams of orpheilla and I don't want to think too much about it, but Jill, every day they tie her up and use her as a practice dummy, they slash her with swords, shoot at her arms and legs with guns, only to heal her up and do the same the other day.

*6 days later*

I am alone, they sold jill and orpheilla, I know im next, I found some paper sheets and a pencil and decided to write my story, I hear someone walking through the hall, opening my cell door, If anyone gets this message I have only one thing to say, not everyone survives stranded in a rimworld.

[Segrog]

NICE

[EarthyTurtle]

Powerful stuff mate, enjoyed it immensely