Chapter One: " Awaken"

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Our only source of light and energy, the sun... Is now nowhere to be seen... It had drifted away from Mother Earth. Why? Because of "YOUTH"... Youth is a special government created by scientists that think they are capable of doing anything...
Well, they are... They have made the earth this "Dark, Cold, Decaying ball of ice"...
Yet they blame it on us. Now earth is a gigantic facility of what "youth" thinks is a"Perfect World". About a century ago, I was born... Into a world of life. It may not be the perfect kind of world we think of, but it is certainly better than what it is now.

The world had lost half of its population...
Every other place, except for the high tech facilities by Youth is a cold ruin of what it was supposed to be. Youth had developed an artificial "Ozone layer" to keep us "Test subjects" warm... at least a bit warmer than what it is like outside...
Youth had kidnapped children and killed their families about a hundred years ago... They want us to be the future that fixes the problems they make.

We have been experimented on for years... Yet we still have our childlike bodies and minds... Born on 2058, Test subject 1325, Facility B...

Hearing the alarm... I wake... In a place not familiar to my mind. As I study my surrounding s better, I see that I am in a room... Not that special, all white. Though it seems that it is glowing. What am I doing here? What is this place?

Who am I?

I stumble down my bed.
The floor is ice cold...
The alarm is getting louder... What is it for?
It says... Malfunction? I hear screams... There are people in lab gowns... They are calling me. Telling me to stay in the room, to not move a muscle... The door is wide open.

I run.

Scientists: "YOU STAY RIGHT THERE"
???: "Make me!"

I run as fast as I can...
They catch me. I close my eyes and scream as loud as I can, Opening my eyes to see they're all dead.
But how?
I see other rooms.
"So there are others like me"
I look into the rooms... They're dead, all of these children had been shot.
But some beds were empty.

They've escaped...

I see more scientists... With... Guards?
As I stand there, frozen with fear...
A child like me, runs in another direction...
Distracting the guards,
I escape them.

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