Sector 7

No one can remember. Everyone had forgotten. All we know is to work. From dusk to dawn we work. Some of us are linked to lumbering , others to hunting. All of the links vary. But on June 19 that all changed. The walls to Sector 7 had collapsed. The Sector was built in the middle of the desert. The Slant is what we called it. It was the lost lands of our past. Some chose to stay back at the Sector. Others went with me to escape. We learned of what life was like before the Sectors. We learned why they were assigned, and why they were made . It was an amazing sight, but there was a reason we were locked away. I wish we stayed back. I wish they made the walls stronger. Because when the sun sets, no one is safe in the Slant. Twenty-seven of us went out, twelve survived the ambush. We must make it back to the sectors before sunset and prepare them for war.