Survivor Palahniuk Novel Novels & Stories

As the white glow thinned, I realized dozens of people were standing around me, all staring wide-eyed at the strange new environment. "Welcome, all 100 players, to the Survival of the Poorest. Starting funds: 50 dollars. Objective: Survive 7 days inside the game. The winner gets one million dollars in prize money!" I silently cursed, 'Damn it!'

He travels alone mostly, at the start he traveled in groups of survivors of twenty to thirty people but they all succumbed to becoming food of the Pales. Eight years ago, western society as we knew it collapsed due to the sudden appearance of the Pales. These terrifying creatures stood at a height of eight feet and were equipped with claws capable of tearing their prey apart. They initially swarmed cities in large numbers, feeding and causing destruction wherever they went.

, Croads, a middle-aged woman with brown hair and glasses, said. Except, it's not. She's dealing with enough right now. "Are you close with the victim?", SSA Briggs questioned, looking at me curiously. Briggs is practically a teenager, with shaggy blonde hair, very thin. "She's not a victim. Don't call her that. Her name is Amelia, and she's a survivor", I couldn't stop the words from flowing from my mouth. "The only one", Briggs uttered. "So you are close to her? Have you considered that being the reason for not catching him yet?", Croads said coldly. "Croads", Loveless snapped, shaking his head at her.

HELENA By the gods, what had that man led me into? His words echoed in my head. “If you survive the next stretch” he had said. “You will reach places where you stop needing help from strangers.” Did that mean I had to survive whatever was in that damned village? Just what in the gods name was in that village, what did I have to survive by accepting help from this stranger?

Then, she added, "We're all in this together. A downpour's coming, so we should find some supplies." She crouched before me and held my left hand. Her face was a mask of understanding. "It's all my fault. I'll help you up." I slapped her hand away in disgust. She let out a gasp and fell backward. Everyone huddled around her and shot me with dark glares. I stood up and put on a sneer. Yes, a downpour was coming. In my previous life, these asshats had only survived those two days by the skin of their teeth. I busted my ass setting up traps in the sea for a catch. The waves roared and crashed like a neverending tide. One time, they nearly swept me into the sea.