I want to write a book, mainly after reading the Hunger Games series. It gave me the idea to write something along the lines of an apocalyptic fallout. So I'll throw out what I have so far, and see what you guys think.
Chapter 1 - Before the math
I sit at home. Reading the newspaper. Like every other day. Every day, same routine, same crappy job, same little apartment. The front page article is covering the news about the war going on against Russia. Heavy losses on both sides, all the same crap. I don't know why blowing people into bits is supposed to be for peace. I think it just does the opposite. What I think, is probably going to be the smartest thing anyone in the US has ever thought of. I retreat back to my bedroom, just lay down and take a nap. I don't know how long I have slept, but I wake up, with the strong odor of smoke in my room.
Chapter 2 - So it begins
I manage to stay calm. I get up, and look at my clock. It is now just a black chunk of plastic and wires. Nothing eletric works. I start to think that the building is on fire. I run out of my bedroom, and out of the front door. I find no one scrambling to get outside. I slowly walk over to the stairwell. My heart skipping a beat every second. I get to the ground floor. Look out the glass doors. My heart sinks to my feet. I think of what I see a dream. I can't pinch myself to wake up. I fall on my knees, crying. Everything that I loved. My family, my friends. Probably are now dead. I walk out to the parking lot. Fires litter the horizon, smoke fills the sky. Sirens wail in the distance. Cars lie upturned, still in their parking spot. My apartment complex still stands. Out of all the buildings. Loud planes fly overhead. Launching bombs and troops, to ensure our destruction. I run back into my home, and into the basement. There was a nuclear shelter, made many years ago, when China was a great threat to us, but they never attacked us. I scramble down the stairs, and open the massive bank safe style door. I close it in a hurry, and climb down more stairs, to the massive, 15 foot long door. It has 2 keypads, each powered with a small Harp Generator, require different 12 digit codes. Since I am a member of the building, I know what to enter. A beep confirms that I passed the test. The door slowly opens, and I am horrified by the panic going on in the massive room.
So? should I keep going? However, this is just a quicker write version of what I have thought of, each chapter will be more than 3 times of what I did for chapter 2.
