Chapter 1

It had been all the storms at once. Hurricanes, tornadoes, dust storms, droughts, and every other one possible. This killed one fourth of the human race. A disease hit hard only a month after the storms. It shut down your spine, preventing you from walking. It then ate away at your bones turning you into nothing but skin and blood. This took two quarters of the human population. Electricity was now a fantasy. The government had fallen to pieces when the White House was blown to bits by an earthquake. The military ran home to their families in hope they were alive. The world was nothing but a piece of scrap after the disease and storms. It left people to scavenging and killing. The ones who couldn’t fight died or formed groups together. My mother died in front of me. My father torn from my grip. My sister is the only one I have left. I am going to get her back, no matter the cost.