February 9, 2015
June 19, 2097, Three years after W.W.3
I lay awake on the cold bunker floor, and waited for the seven gun shots ( one for each sniper ) that showed that every one was in their bunker, I got up from the floor, climbed the ladder, and started my plan.
4 Days Earlier...
I stood and admired the wall, it was comprised of broken down bunkers, stray rocks, and barbed wire. It had been there all of my life, but now having been assigned the construction job, I had finally realized how impressive it really was. 200 meters tall, going around what used to be Washington D.C., it must have taken years to build, and was starting to fall apart. My job was to repair it, or tear the bomb bunkers up from the ground, and rebuild the town. I chose the wall.
I was surprised that they chose me for that job. They told me that I had a disease that took away my memories and gave me new ones. Memories of a different life, where I grew up in a big tenement, where I had a family, where I survived the war, and then came here against my will. I was surprised that they took the risk of letting me be that close to the wall, they locked my bunker at night so I wouldn't run away, so why do that if they put me on wall construction? That I still do not know.
During my lunch break, I fell into a pool of radioactive sludge. It wasn't uncommon. The Grove (as we liked to call it) was a swamp land, that survived the nukes, so all of the water was destroyed and turned into the destructing pools of decaying things. The thing that was amazing about this time I fell was that in the green, murky, dead water I could see a light.
I swam down towards it and found a cave with man made lights, and a water lock chamber. The water lock chamber, or the W.L.C., was designed to keep parasites from entering the grove, but in this case it looked like it was being used to keep parasites in the grove. I swam for the door and was grabbed by one of the guards, pulled up from the pool, and sent to the hospital for an "inspection", which basically was a test of my mind to see if they had to "Terminate" me. It was an event which by law they had to do if anyone fell in the water.
2 Days later...
I was finally released from that prison, oh I mean "HOSPITAL". From that point on I knew that I was not crazy, I knew what I saw, that life was not mine, I had to go back to the pool, and find out what was behind that W.L.C., but first I needed to prepare for my escape, I needed, sheets, duck-tape, the key to my bunker door, a guards uniform, a hand gun, cigarettes, a barrel of radioactive waste, a match, and money. Most off the things I just said were all destroyed, or were illegal for me to have. This was going to be hard.
1 Day later...
It was easier than I had ever expected, I got every thing I needed except for the match. The match was to
light the cigarette, but I could easily find a way to make a spark. My plan was to make a fake me out of the sheets and duct-tape, I would be under my bed and when Steve ( the guy who locked my door ) came to check on me I would say, "yup I'm here" like I normally do wait for the seven shots, roll out from under my bed, dressed in my guards uniform grab the cigarette light it some how drop the bud on the trail of radioactive liquid I had set up, wait for it to blow up and run for the pond. Flawed plan, but it worked.
Later that night...
I lied awake on the cold bunker floor, and waited for the seven gun shots that showed that every one was in their bunker, I got up from the floor, climbed the ladder, and started my plan. It worked perfectly. No one saw as I jumped into the water, no one was there to grab me that time. I stepped into the chamber and knew I was right, the walls were made of copper, copper had been one of the resources that had been used up 30 years ago when the war ended. Which meant all that time, when they had called me crazy, I was the only one who remembered the real world.
I walked through the the cave, followed the lights, and found an elevator which had power. I stepped inside, pressed a button, and went to a under ground lab. In the lab there was a button, nothing else except the monsters that I had feared all my life, and how to create them. I pressed the button and it showed me the "waking up video" and told me the truth about how I had been a solder in the war, and how they had restarted my life, and everyone else's. And in order to keep us inside the wall, they needed to create monsters, and make it believable. Their helicopter came to pick me up three minutes later.
27 years later...
Know I'm awake, but I can't live like this knowing that there are monsters in some fake world, I have enrolled as one of the Sharp shooters in what they call The Dome. I'M GOING BACK.