"I feel the sun on my face...I see trees all around me..Scent of wildflowers on a breeze...It's so beautiful...In this moment ,I am not stranded in space.. It's been 97 years since a nuclear apocalypse killed everyone on earth, leaving the planet simmering in radiations. Fortunately there were survivors..Twelve nations have operational space stations at the time of the bombs...There's now only the Ark, one station forged from the many. We're told the Earth needs another hundred years to become survivable again. Four more space locked generations and man can go home...Back to the ground...The ground...That's the dream...This is reality and I am going to tell you the 100 sacrifices for the man to be back on ground. At first, we're told that we are going as a project. The question is...why us? Because we were criminals? On the Ark every law break was being punished with death...unless you weren't 18. The creazy thing is that you are punished for even being born. Truth was, we weren't a project, we were sacrifices. This reality sucks. However...let me tell you how sacrifices survived, starting with me...Coraline Murphy...Cora, for short. I am a twin, I have a brother older with 12 minutes..sounds strange to call him my twin...we do have the same hair color and eye color...But our personalities..? Not a chance, he's a jerk and I am the sunshine of the family...Or I was..Anyways, I still love him, we've been through hell together and he's my brother no matter what."