The New Americana

The New Americana

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I had never seen a real angel. Any time I had ever imagined one, I had never pictured one with tattoos and jet black hair. He spoke to the crowd of people around the chasm with so much power that his voice boomed throughout my chest. "We are The Resistance, we fight even if we might lose. If we don't fight, we've already lost. The government has collapsed and now we will pay for it. I won't be another one of the missing, I refuse to be killed off." He scanned the crowed slowly "Who's with me!?" He shouted and people began to shout"Fuck yeah!" His voice vibrated through me like the waves off of drums when we were allowed to own them. His eyes stopped on me. He looked through me. I felt naked and exposed under his watchful eye, although I was fully clothed and standing about half a mile away from him. I had just exited the tunnels with Sketch and we were at the back of the crowd. "Welcome to The Resistance!" We reacted as if he launched a grenade and we were the explosion. That's when I knew this is where I belonged.
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2045

EXTRACT FROM BOOK: I don't know how to live anymore. With everyone I care about dead, all I can do is focus on Survival finding Food, Fresh Water and Keeping away from the dangerous groups of Reluquos. After the Disease that killed off the Majority of the world finally deceased it left the world a Hostile and Dangerous place. With approximately 2,500 people left in America and 15,000 left in the world, it isn't often you come across someone just passing by, there are three main groups that stick together The Beati, who are the apocalyptic version of a hippy, The Operarios Group (just normal people trying to survive), and then of course The Reluquos the power hungry killers who execute anyone who try's to get in their way or disagrees with them. Oh and then there are just the Loners like me hoping to find somewhere they can fit in and belong. I don't know what made me go this route but for some reason I did and now I'm standing face to face with a Reluquos Army Leader. His strong arm grips onto my Shoulder stopping me from moving, He regards me coolly studying my face for signs of fear, which I'm trying my damned hardest to suppress. Finally he talks....

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