Bunker
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Action and Thriller
In a normal state. In a normal city. In a normal neighborhood. And in a normal family. Bad events such as this can still happen. A gas leak from an uncharted science lab broke out. It was toxic and could kill you in an instant if you breathe it in. This 'accidental' leak was marked down in history. This fallout caused chaos and many deaths. Everyone knew it was coming, it was announced a week before the entire planet was engulfed with the toxic air. But nobody believed it would happen until it was reported from India that many people have died from the fallout. His parents did, they believed it was real from the beginning . So the prepared by managing to register in the Happy Bunkers company. They were let in a Bunker the day the fallout reached their city. They're all safe. . . for now.
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The First

I was the first. I arrived in the Glade, and there was nothing and... no one. I remembered nothing about who I was, who my parents were, what happened. A few days I remembered my name, and that's it. That's all that ever came back. There were four walls surrounding me with only one exit. I wanted to go through, so I did, in hopes of finding my way out. What I found lurking on the other side was not an exit but something much worse. I found my way back, and I spent the next month fending for myself. Food, water, a temporary shelter. After a month, someone else arrived, and this person arrived with supplies. Every month a new person was sent up. Every arrival was the same as mine. They couldn't remember anything. I was the first one here, and that means that I call the shots, I make the rules, and I run the place.

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