ThePerksOfFangirling
We walk for miles, out of sight. Everything we know is gone. For all we know, everyone else could have already been found. I refuse to give up hope though. I still hope that there is rebel's out there. The population got out of control. Global warming too. They needed to narrow it down. So they decided to kill millions. Everyone has to be normal. They banned all music. They banned all colours. No-one can speak above 'The Leader.' We must Follow all rules. They began inserting 'chips' that take over your brain. Half of the remaining race is almost robotic, trapped in their memories Soon the entire race will be robotic and under command. There was lots of rebels, before the bombs. They bombed London and dropped a small bomb on the NY Broadway. I know, I'm just daydreaming. But it needs to stop, we have the power to change people back. The robots can change back, we just need to find the Achilles heel. We will need a group of rebels, strong enough to make a difference.We've been walking for around a year, traveling from England to find the camps, where everyone should be. We've been to three already. London, Boston and Swansea. I only have two people that escaped and survived. It's all ruins.