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  • June, 2073

    I hid quietly in a makeshift bunker as I heard explosions and rampage all around me. I knew it was coming, I just didn't want to believe that it would. 10 years ago I would have denied it. Now it was here. As the harsh, polluted air drifted through a crack in the wall I started to cough violently. To think that it would be our own innovation that would lead to our destruction.

    I guess I should tell you my name, not that it would matter soon. My name is Mark. I am only 23 and my life will probably end soon. I didn't know if this bunker was going to stay up or not. All it would take would be one light missile, and I would be blown apart. Why did it happen you might ask? we misused our natural resources to the point that our neighboring countries (or at least what was left of them) wouldn't give us any more of it. And of course the only way anyone knows how to solve problems like this anymore, is through war.

    BANG!!!! I closed my eyes and ducked instinctively until I heard that the area was clear again. I looked up to see what that sound was. There was a bullet hole in the wall of my bunker. I had been found. I would have screamed, but I didn't make a sound. That's one of the perks to being not able to talk. Well, at least nowadays. I needed to come up with a plan, and FAST. I looked around my small bunker at the bags of now rotten food and sleeping bags. I could have sworn that there was a rifle he- I realized I was sitting on it. I poked the barrel of the rifle through the bullet hole in the wall.I looked for my target for a couple seconds and then found it. I couldn't tell exactly what it was, but it was huge-some sort of mutant or something. It was about 9 feet tall and was extremely muscular. It looked like a human, but it wasn't. I fired the gun. Nothing happened. Crap I thought.

    Then, it all went dark.
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