KravenMorehead™
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Heard it used to be lush
I think them Catacombs would be the worst place to die, those tunnels below the city where if you got lost your fukked. The one girl was hundreds of feet from the entrance.....just passed out from exhaustion....
http://www.thecoli.com/threads/worst-way-to-die-girl-found-dead-in-odessa-catacomb.305880/
"Can you imagine it? Walking alone in utter darkness, just your hand on the wall. Your mouth dry from dehydration, your throat and lungs burning from the rank air and the countless hours of screaming for help. Your feet blistered messes and your legs sore to the point of exhaustion. Just walking. Nothing around you but solid darkness and cold damp walls in every direction. You’d have so much time to reflect on your life, everyone you’ve known, every event replaying over in your head. Somewhere along the line it hits you: “You aren’t getting out.” I wonder if she broke down and stopped moving on, giving in to despair or dehydration, sobbing to herself as she slumped to the cold hard ground. Nothing to comfort her, nothing to give hope. Or perhaps she kept going until she physically could not, driven by either the hallucinations that gave her false promise of salvation, or by the sheer will to live, keeping her going until she finally collapsed from exhaustion and dehydration. I also wonder if the rats started to eat her before she was completely dead."
Be on some As Above, Down Below shyt
I think them Catacombs would be the worst place to die, those tunnels below the city where if you got lost your fukked. The one girl was hundreds of feet from the entrance.....just passed out from exhaustion....
http://www.thecoli.com/threads/worst-way-to-die-girl-found-dead-in-odessa-catacomb.305880/
"Can you imagine it? Walking alone in utter darkness, just your hand on the wall. Your mouth dry from dehydration, your throat and lungs burning from the rank air and the countless hours of screaming for help. Your feet blistered messes and your legs sore to the point of exhaustion. Just walking. Nothing around you but solid darkness and cold damp walls in every direction. You’d have so much time to reflect on your life, everyone you’ve known, every event replaying over in your head. Somewhere along the line it hits you: “You aren’t getting out.” I wonder if she broke down and stopped moving on, giving in to despair or dehydration, sobbing to herself as she slumped to the cold hard ground. Nothing to comfort her, nothing to give hope. Or perhaps she kept going until she physically could not, driven by either the hallucinations that gave her false promise of salvation, or by the sheer will to live, keeping her going until she finally collapsed from exhaustion and dehydration. I also wonder if the rats started to eat her before she was completely dead."
Be on some As Above, Down Below shyt
nah, AntarcticaI've been watching some Survivorman and this got me thinking.
What is the most fukked up place on earth to be stranded on? It has to be Sahara, right?
Let's say you're left there with one bottle of water... do you think you can make it out of there?
I mean, hot during the day, cold during the night, your BJJ skills are useless. You are as good as dead
Or in Syrian ISIS territory with your American passport.being stranded in north korea