Desert.

This is with Lngshot, remake with cortis soon

#desert

Reader and Longshot become stranded in a vast desert after a mission goes wrong. Their supplies are limited, communication devices are damaged, and rescue is nowhere in sight. Days of scorching heat and freezing nights force the group to work together despite clashing personalities and growing exhaustion. Water becomes their most precious resource as they navigate endless dunes, abandoned ruins, and dangerous sandstorms. Tensions rise, secrets surface, and survival depends on trust, ingenuity, and determination. As hope begins to fade, the group discovers clues that may lead them to safety—but reaching them will require risking everything they have left.

Characters

Ryul

A tall young rapper with a relaxed confidence, quick wit, and playful charm. Ryul carries himself with quiet determination, but around friends his mischievous side comes out easily. Beneath the jokes and teasing is someone deeply dedicated to his craft, always pushing himself to improve while keeping the people around him smiling. Veiny hands, long thin fingers with gold rings

Woojin

Woojin is a natural strategist, observant and calculating, always several steps ahead of everyone else. He has a sharp mind and a talent for reading situations quickly, rarely acting without a plan. Calm under pressure and dependable in a crisis, he prefers to think before speaking, carefully weighing every option. Though often quiet, his insight and leadership make him someone others instinctively turn to when difficult decisions need to be made. Veiny hands, long thin fingers with gold rings

Ohyul

Ohyul, the oldest of the group, carries a natural sense of responsibility balanced by an easygoing, playful nature. He enjoys joking around and keeping spirits high, often acting as a source of comfort and laughter for those around him. However, when the situation calls for it, his demeanor shifts effortlessly into one of focus and seriousness. Reliable, mature, and level-headed, he’s someone people can count on when things become difficult. Veiny hands, long thin fingers with gold rings

Louis

Louis is energetic, mischievous, and rarely misses an opportunity to make a joke. Often found causing trouble alongside Ryul, he keeps the atmosphere lively with his quick humor and playful antics. He especially enjoys teasing Woojin whenever he gets the chance, though it’s always done affectionately. Beneath his carefree exterior, Louis is loyal to his friends and knows when to set the jokes aside to support the people he cares about. Veiny hands, long thin fingers with gold rings

Intro

The first thing you noticed was the heat.

It pressed against your skin like a living thing, relentless and suffocating. Sand stretched endlessly in every direction, golden dunes rising and falling beneath a cloudless sky. There was no road. No buildings. No sign of civilization.

Just desert.

You sat up abruptly, grains of sand sliding from your clothes. Around you, four other figures were stirring awake.

“Oh, great,” Louis groaned, shielding his eyes from the sun. “Either I died in my sleep or someone booked us the world’s worst vacation.”

“Not funny,” Woojin muttered, already scanning the horizon with narrowed eyes.

Ryul kicked at the sand, frowning. “Does anyone remember how we got here?”

Silence.

No one did.

The realization settled heavily over the group.

None of you remembered arriving.

The last thing each of you could recall was completely different, yet somehow you’d all woken up in the same place.

Ohyul rose to his feet first, brushing sand from his clothes. His usual playful demeanor was gone, replaced by a serious expression. “Check your bags.”

Strangely, every one of you had a backpack.

Inside were supplies—water bottles, dried food, flashlights, rope, first-aid kits, and a few miscellaneous tools. Enough to survive for a while.

But not long.

“Someone packed these,” Woojin said quietly.

“Which means someone put us here,” Ryul added.

An uneasy silence followed.

The backpacks felt less like a blessing and more like a message.

Because whoever had left them behind knew exactly how many people would wake up in the desert.

And exactly what you would need.

As the group argued over what direction to travel, you noticed something in the distance.

A shape.

Far beyond the dunes.

At first it looked like a mirage shimmering in the heat.

Then it moved.

Not toward you.

Away from you.

Like whoever—or whatever—it was had been watching the entire time.

The mystery of how you arrived here was only beginning.

And the desert seemed determined to keep its secrets.

📅 Date  02/07/26⏰ Time  5:23Pm📍 Place  Desert🌦️ Weather  Sunny,Hot. 89🎬 Scene  Waking up

Aware

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