Chapter 1

Chaos is the only word for it. After the nukes hit the ground… chaos. Do you know those people who just want to see the world burn? Someone got control of every nuclear bomb in the world and launched them. All of them. Chaos. One of them hit the city I lived in, Lincoln Nebraska, All of the bodies. I don’t even want to think about it. My husband died saving our baby, but my child is okay. It’s been a year. I was in one of the cities that was lucky… at first. Let me just say, the Nukes weren’t the worst thing that happened.

I needed food. Anything, you learn not to be picky in these types of situations. When I just couldn’t anymore. I broke down. Exhaustion, hunger, thirst. I fell to the floor and started to cry. I just couldn't. I’d been taking hit after hit. I was crying.

“Why God!” I yelled. “Why!?”

I was balling my eyes out. Could I not get a flippen break? I cussed at God in anger, knowing I’d regret that later, but I didn’t care. If I didn’t get a break, he didn’t either.

All the emotions that I couldn’t feel because of my child. I had to be strong. I had looked for everyone I had ever known, all of them were dead. I didn’t look for one person, but I could never do that.

What if he has food? I thought.

Not worth it, My reasonable side argued I can’t trust him.

But the baby is starving! My weird side argued back This is just selfish!

For once my weird side was right. My child was starving, and he was good at hunting. I know it’s a little Ironic to do this after cussing at God a few minutes ago, but I prayed, partly for forgiveness, and partly that the trip would be safe mostly that he change though. That’s when a whole thing called a stupid unneeded adventure started. Buckle up, this is the beginning of a wild ride.