My story takes place over 120 years ago in this very land. Our ancestors took shelter in these underground facilities seeking refuge from the danger that drew near. As children we are told stories of the great light and fire so intense that it can vaporize a human in seconds. They say that the bunkers protect us from this great threat. War and famine spread across our land killing all in its grasp. Disease infiltrated our great cities and spread like wildfire, choking the very existence of humanity. Those who survived the plagues took shelter, we are all that are left. Surviving off of mushrooms from underground springs, roaches and an occasional rat for over a century.
All of them are gone now, the story tellers, The only record of what happened is imbedded in the memory of the few that are left hear. Thirty four men women and children, we are the offspring of the story tellers. Their story is our story.
-120 years earlier
-Flipping through the Television channels
CNN- Wide spread evacuations are taking place as of this very moment. You are to take your family and get to the nearest evacuation center immediately. Don’t take any-
FOX- We have Tim Suarez on the scene now. Tim- This is just incredible never in my life time have I ever seen anything like this. There are people busting out windows of shopping centers and taking everything inside. This is just unbelievable. Anchor- Now we go to Charlie Belcher who is at our nation’s capitol, are you seeing what I am seeing, there are mobs of people storming the white house and slaughtering-
700 CLUB- May God keep us and protect us, this is our most desperate hour-
-Turn off Television.
Jake-Honey, did you get everything?
Mary- yes I got all the medication, and enough food for a week.
Jake- That’s not enough. Hear take this [gun] and keep it on you.
-Back to 2130
Anna- Many times I sit and pray to God, asking him why he has forsaken us and left us to die in these prisons we call home. Are we just to rot in here until our race has completely depleted to nothing? O how I feel so alone in such a barren hopeless world, no joy no peace only death and suffering has entered our minds and bodies. O how I long to feel freedom from this fate.
The Adults speak to us of stories passed down from the first story tellers. They speak of a bright fire in the sky that is so big it can warm everyone and still it does not burn you. They speak of pools of water that are so enormous you could not possibly swim across, and they speak of rocks that are so monstrously huge that they make a man look like a grain of sand. O how I long to see these things, to feel this salt wind in my face, the cool breeze in the fall air, to watch green paper change colors before your very eyes. I want to see experience this but I am afraid that they are just myths maid to give us hope of a better life someday. Is that what keeps us going on? The hope of a better life. I wonder, if our race would have tried to work even have as hard if they knew their fate would not be a happy one, but a dark strange world, cursed by our own hand and lost to our greed. O how I long Heaven. For surly I have seen Hell.
-2010
-Driving, Horrible traffic at a stand still
-Radio- This is just in Turkish ballistic missiles just devastated the East coast of the united States. We have contact in Atlanta, Boston, Jacksonville, Charlotte and New York. If you can hear this you have approximately 38 minutes until first light.
Mary- That doesn’t give us enough time.
Jake- We’ll walk from here, leave everything it will just weigh us down. I’ll grab the baby.
-2130
-Anna- I always wonder what it would be like to go outside. Nobody has done it in 120 years. They say that the air outside is poisoned with an invisible monster. They said that if you go outside he will get into your lungs and cause your skin to boil and bubble. I think they are just making it up, besides I’m twelve now and not afraid of no monster.
-Later on that night
-Silently Anna makes her way through the bunker to take a peek out side. Softly and carefully she makes each step count. She could make out the sounds of the elders snoring and adults talking. There was a narrow entrance way that leads to a spiral stairwell. Their where chains on the door, so she had to carefully squeeze her body through ever so carefully. Suddenly she felt something scurry over her hand, and then she dropped. The doors bumped the chains and maid a loud clang against the doors.
-There was a long period of silence, like everyone was listening for her. Then someone was coming. She pulls the rest of her body through grabs the rat that ran over her hand and placed it just outside the doors in the hall. Then all I could see through the crack of the door and hinge was a stout man it must had been Mr. Parker, he sometimes keeps watch during lights out. Those few moments seemed like forever, then Mr. Ferguson walked up and said come on back to the party; it’s probably just a rat.
-Mr. Parker- Your right, OK.
-Mr. Fergusson- Of course I’m right.
-Anna- As I made my way up the stair well I felt light headed and dizzy. Kind of like when you stay under the water to long in the spring. The stairs seemed never ending they wrapped up higher and higher until I was out of breath. I could look down now and see a small light from the crack in the door where I saw Mr. Parker and Mr. Fergusson. As I journeyed onward say a small light appear. It was orange in color. I also became quite cold for a small breeze now blew my hair around my head like the fairish wheels I learned about in my history lesson. As I came to the final ten steps a saw a door on the ceiling, there was a bit of light that had seemed to make its way in through the edges of the door. My bare feet seemed to glide across the stone cold floor as I rose to open the doors.
-2010
-Patrol officer-Get inside, hurry. No sir, there is only enough room for 50 people.
-Mary-(screaming) Jake, no.
-Jake- I love you, take care of her, when she gets old enough tell her that I love her and no matter what happens God will see us through.
-Patrol Officer-Mama, I must shut the door.
-Mary-(crying) I love you.
-Jake-(crying) I love you too.
-Door shut, A great wind picks up, sun fades into the distance. Suddenly, a blinding light appears.
-2130-
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