More than three years living in mountains of northwest Canada after our plane ran out of fuel. Two hundred forty-two of us survived the crash.
Just over fifty made it to this point.
We’re saved, though. We’re going home. Except home isn’t what it was when we left.
The solar flares wrecked computer chips, which shut down the modern world and led to starvation. Looting. Riots. Wars. Death and destruction on a global scale. More than three billion dead.
It’s on us to try and find our families, assuming they’re still alive. We left the familiar, only to return to the unfamiliar wrapped in the bones of what had once been our lives.
My name is Bell, and we’re going home. We have pieces of our lives to pick up, but can we do it? I’d say the human spirit will see us through, except most of us aren’t even human any longer.
Is it possible for us to push through the insanity and make a life for ourselves? We’re not even the same species we were, and we’re heading into a world that’s simply not what we remember. Populated by scavengers and cannibals and threats from far too many angles. We thought living in the wilderness was hard, but I have a bad feeling that what we’re heading towards is even worse.
If I’ve learned anything in life up to this point, I’m a survivor. I persevere. I’ll do whatever it takes to make it through everything coming our way and out the other side with my girls.
Goodbye Canada, hello North Carolina. It’s time for us to go home.
Genre: Fantasy
Just over fifty made it to this point.
We’re saved, though. We’re going home. Except home isn’t what it was when we left.
The solar flares wrecked computer chips, which shut down the modern world and led to starvation. Looting. Riots. Wars. Death and destruction on a global scale. More than three billion dead.
It’s on us to try and find our families, assuming they’re still alive. We left the familiar, only to return to the unfamiliar wrapped in the bones of what had once been our lives.
My name is Bell, and we’re going home. We have pieces of our lives to pick up, but can we do it? I’d say the human spirit will see us through, except most of us aren’t even human any longer.
Is it possible for us to push through the insanity and make a life for ourselves? We’re not even the same species we were, and we’re heading into a world that’s simply not what we remember. Populated by scavengers and cannibals and threats from far too many angles. We thought living in the wilderness was hard, but I have a bad feeling that what we’re heading towards is even worse.
If I’ve learned anything in life up to this point, I’m a survivor. I persevere. I’ll do whatever it takes to make it through everything coming our way and out the other side with my girls.
Goodbye Canada, hello North Carolina. It’s time for us to go home.
Genre: Fantasy
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