Log : Entry 01026 : I think it has been a week now upon the white sands alone. Somehow I had been separated from the others. And yes, fucking sand. Still the only terrain, although it seems to like to change color. I created a temporary shelter out of what looked like the remnants of some sort of sand craft. Technology was foreign. Shelter has brought better spirits, but finding the others and survival have become the only objective.
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