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Gwen Swann never expected to be stranded on a raft in the middle of the ocean. Somehow, there were billions of people in the same situation as her, having been transported by a system which forced them to survive in the seas. It was a game and only the toughest and smartest would come out top. Unlike others who started complaining, unable to wrap their heads what was happening, Gwen started taking stock of what she had and got a move on. There was no time to lose when everyone was fighting for resources. Fortunately for her, she seemed to be having a stroke of luck, and the ocean blessed her with rich pickings. Soon, she was making trades and befriending other players. But as time passed, things took a darker turn. Gwen would soon realize this wasn't merely a game. There would be times when she had to kill or be killed herself… Chapter 1 Raft Survival: Global Edition The sky above Gwen Swann was a clean, endless blue. No clouds. No contrails. Under her, the ocean went on forever, a dark mouth that did not blink. She sat on a raft barely 43 square feet in area. No land. No boats. No gulls. Just water and the slap of waves. The spray soaked her jeans and the fabric stuck cold to her legs, like the sea was claiming her piece by piece. Gwen stared ahead, her mind completely blank. She was pretty sure that five minutes ago, she'd been at the office, half-dead from overtime, staring at a spreadsheet and wondering if coffee counted as dinner. Gwen thought, 'Kidnapped? By who, exactly. 'I am a soft target with nothing to my name. What, someone hauled me out here to inherit my student loans and maxed-out Visa?' A translucent screen flickered into view at the corner of her vision, like a heads-up display from a game. Lines of text scrolled by. [Global Chat]: [Okay, no joke, where the hell are we?] [I was literally about to clutch a pentakill and now I'm in the ocean. This has to be a prank.] [Someone tell me I'm dreaming. Or knock me out. Either works.] [Is anyone e

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