Ghost Sun

The year 3092 in Aroka city:
We all carried on with our daily lives, mothers leading their children, men having casual conversations, and us teens doing whatever. Then the sky darkened, we looked upon the sky to see a black dome like structure covering the atmosphere. Children cowered at their mothers legs, people screaming in terror, but not me. I just gazed at the black structure in disbelief, for the sun wasn't gone but was more like a shadow, casting little heat and little light, the sun now turning a white color, almost transparent. Then the Howlers came, they ripped apart anyone who couldn't out run them. My comrades and I escaped and vowed revenge for the fallen, and for the sanity of the world; and to the day we have been searching for the domes source, for we are not just kids, we are the White Star.