Chapter 2

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Third person (for now...)

From then on, the city known as "Dimmer" was run the same way it was before the war, only there was a single president. From one to another, a small box was passed down. A date had been pre-set for 200 years later, when the scientists hoped the world would be better. Then the seventh president became ill. He assumed the box held a secret to eternal life, and set to open it. But alas, as he took a hammer to it, his heart failed and he hid it in his home closet. There it sat for 200 years, until the lock clicked open silently...

Cry's POV

Crawling home after long, hard work in the Underground, i slowly ascended the stairs. My mother and little brother, Nate, ate at the table. They had a small can of beets, as we were running out of food. And it wasn't just us, all of Dimmer was running out of things. A few years ago we ran out of Fruit Cocktail. I remember asking the receptionist...

"Can i buy two cans of Fruit Cocktail?"

"Sorry, we are all out."

"Forever?"

"Forever."

It began to be a normal thing.

"Hello Cry, how was your day?"

"Dull." i said to my mother. The Underground was always boring. She nodded slightly and went back to eating. I went upstairs to my room and flopped on my bed. A small cloud of dust rose around me. Coats and clothes laid scattered on the floor. A table and single chair was stuffed in the corner of the room, giving me barely any room for anything else.

I closed my eyes and wondered, for the millionth time, where we came from?

Felix's POV

"I'm home mom!" I called when i came back from working as a Postman. I carried messages to others verbally.

"Great Felix! Just in time for Canned Corn!" she called. My favorite! We had a endless supply of a lot of things. Dad always brought home some from the store. I sat at the table and chowed down.

"How is dad?" i asked.

"Busy, as always. Being mayor, of coarse." my mother smiled. I smiled back. The lights flickered slightly, but stayed on. My mother frowned.

"Damn lights, the Underground workers can never keep them on!" she exclaimed. I nodded slightly.

"Well, i see you're finished, why not head off to bed?" she asked.

"It must have been a long day."

"Sorta. Good night mom!" i called. I walked upstairs and flopped on my bed, sleep already near...

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