Prologue

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    The war started two years ago. Political divide had reached its breaking point, and what was a verbal fight for so many years, suddenly became bombs and guns and death.

Until my last breath, I'll vividly remember hearing the emergency alarm on my phone. Thinking it was another Amber Alert, or a severe weather warning, I grabbed my phone and saw the breaking news: War Has Been Declared.

The violence escalated quickly. People taking advantage of the chaos began looting businesses, and eventually homes. There weren't any laws left to protect civilians. It was nothing for someone to murder another over petty disagreements. It was up to each individual to survive.

Entire cities were destroyed and abandoned, rural farm lands raided, suburbs ransacked. It didn't matter where you were, if you were near any human settlement, there was a risk of being killed, or worse, taken and sold to the new elitist groups who emerged to rule over the dystopian wreckage.

I heard stories of the games they held, forcing battle royales more perverse than any ancient gladiatorial match. Pitting families against each other. Sick.

That's why after 2 years of struggling, and watching our parents lose their lives, my sisters, Skylynn, Lizbetta, and I fled into the wilderness. Better to forage our way through life than try to skirt by in this failed society.

I'm Brielle, and this is my story.

I'm Brielle, and this is my story

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