"... I could only catch a glimpse of their eyes before they were carried away. I could hear their muffled screams everywhere I go. My brother crawled up in a corner of the master bedroom, crying. I could only do so much before my emotions take over. I looked at their blood, still fresh, on the floor where they were being dragged away."
I woke in a cold sweat. I knew if I kept having these dreams I will never be able to help my brother get through this. What do you mean by this, you say? This is the Final War. My name is Aria and I live in Virginia, at least what's left of it. North Korea has taken over every inch of the world, except the United States of America. We were orphaned about two weeks ago, when the North Korean soldiers came into our house and killed our parents. Since then, North Korea has taken over almost all of the country. It is only a matter a matter of time before they kill the last of them.
I got up from the ground and looked around me. All I could see was trees as far as the eye can see. I instinctively turned around to wake up my brother, but he wasn't there. "Exo! Exoooo!" I heard a slight noise on the back of me. I grabbed the nearest thing I could find, ready to hit the intruder. "Aria! What on Earth are you doing? It's just me," I breathed a sigh of relief. " I just went to grab some berries to eat before you wake up. I didn't want to wake you." I exclaimed," Please Exo. Don't go anywhere by yourself. It's too dangerous. You could've gotten yourself killed!" "Fine I won't. We have to go back to the city though for supplies." I started packing up camp to get ready for the dangerous city.
