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After the national power outage things changed, the united states withdrew from the middle east and closed its boarders. They forbade anyone to leave and when the uprising tried kicking out the president they were crushed by his army. That’s right President Rolin had finally done it, cast aside the declaration of independence and bill of rights, and left in their place “the Consolidate States of the World” or CSW for short. The rules were harsh, punishment; prison or death. For those who survived the attack, uprising and the new dictator it was nothing new when everyone's possessions were taken and they were forced into camps. Laboring to “help” the economy, kids were lead to mine coal in the mountains. None ever got away and survived, slowly as time passed the gaurds actually punished them by throwing them out. Camp 135 was the third camp Tallen had been thrown in, being a nobody had its benefits especially when there are no records. It was then that she met Tyler, tall handsome boy with short black hair and stormy eyes that she hated. unlike half the girls who came in contact with him. and for Tallen's ultimate plan to escape the unescapable he fit right in, winning over his love was stupid and took to long, but oh well he had to be used if she ever wanted to get out.

                See the problem was no one was allowed to pick their “Mates” anymore, President Rolin set that up too. In the normal court of law now stood “the legitamacy of courting” anyone who wanted to have kids well good luck to them because nine out of ten people got rejected. and as fate would have it, Tallen got lucky, Camp 135 happened to be one of those Camps that would kick anyone out if they were even thought of breaking the law. freedom atlast, and Tallen knew how to survive having learned from the best, her pesonality was as firey as her hair.

                So with pride Tallen threw herself under the bus and got into the worst situation imaginable, blind folded  and tied to an ancient tree in the frozen northern tundra. adrenaline pumped through her veins, the gaurds had left her unattended. and this is where it starts, the begining of the end. or rather the end to a new beginging.

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