Wasteland Raider
E-book, Czech
Wasteland Raider
They call me the Desert Ghost. The first in a long line of those I’ve killed was my father – but that was under duress. He certainly wasn't the last. That's how I found my way to the Clan back then.
The devil knows where they took little Nikki. The Company is always in need of special individuals. What do I need? To find out where that reddish monstrosity in the sky came from. The Veil. It once covered the sky, and the Dark Age began, changing the Earth beyond recognition. Where rivers once flowed, only dry beds remain. Where civilisation once thrived, only ghost towns are left. People behaved worse than wild animals.
Instead of a blue sky, the purple Veil stretches from horizon to horizon, and the world is no longer what it used to be. If you are weak, moral, or don't wear glasses with a UV filter, you have little chance of growing old. If you come across the Clan With No Name, your chances of survival are even worse. Our members are blessed and certainly do not die easily.
And if you find that the sun hasn't risen in the morning and all you feel is darkness and cold, you are probably dead. That means you ran into me.
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