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Supply hunter Gorin absolutely despises his life in Middleton, Pennsylvania a hundred years after the plague devastated the world. Your first sentence here is pretty convoluted- you’re jamming a lot of information into it and it just muddies the waters and raises questions. Two months from his seventeenth birthday—and certain death thanks to the birth-transmitted disease—his job is to find Valuable Objects and deliver them to his faction home’s leader. I’m definitely intrigued by the idea that their all destined to die on their 17th birthday. This has my attention more than the idea of someone looking for stuff in PA after the end of the world. There’s a lot of post-apoc lit out there right now, so put what makes yours different up front. If only he could spend his last days studying those VOs, and just once lay his eyes on The Middleton Rulers’ mysterious mansion before he dies…But no—both are strictly prohibited and punishable by death. Slight question here in that if he’s the one who finds the objects, doesn’t he have at least a little time to study them before handing them over?