Under the Dust Cloud

By , Waukesha, WI
The year is 2116, the Earth is on the verge of a nuclear war for the second time in a hundred years. The last was so bad that we had to relapse. The year may be 2116, but don’t let it fool you. It looks as if it were the early 1900’s.

We were left with nothing but a wasteland. Over time, the few of the government officials that managed to stay alive turned it into a city. Calling it a city is a little vague, it’s more of a refuge. They did this all over the states, protecting us from the outside. Going miles in each direction, this was my home. Few of us knew what the outside had turned into.

It was terrible out there, the last I saw outside was when a crowd of the new immigrants came rushing in. They were pushing, shoving, fighting to get in. Few got knocked to the ground. You could hear the sound of their bones crunching as they were trampled. The sights had been sure the scar the toughest minds. We all hoped this would be over soon, but in reality it was just starting.





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