Dwellers Among the Ruins

My sisters, and I, have lived in these ruins since we were about 12 years old. There are fifty of us. We all look the same…

… we all remember walking here after we escaped the facility we were born and raised in. It wasn’t really an ‘escape’, though… over a period of days, all the guards, and scientists, and teachers, just… died. They all got sick, and they all died. We didn’t. We are all very intelligent, and very strong. We all decided to leave, and we walked several days through a blighted wasteland, till we came to this ruined city…

… there are enough canned foods, and ground water, here, to keep us alive for a few more years. We don’t know what happened, here, but we think it was a long time ago, longer than when the people at the facility all died…

… we have seen no other people in the six years we have been here. It is getting harder, and more dangerous, to find the supplies of preserved foods…

… soon we will have to think about moving out. We have sent scouting parties out, over the years, and we know there are other ruined cities, several days walk from here…

… we will have to walk to one of them.

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