Some things you should know about me:
I’m seventeen. The world is gone to hell. I sleep in a cave with a couple dozen other people, hiding from a government corporation intent on keeping every single human being on the planet too doped up to be aware of their surroundings. As far as I know, we are are the only ones on this earth who still remain uncaptured and free from Isis’ claws.
Maybe we’ve just been lucky. Or maybe our success at sticking to the rule has been what’s kept us all alive this time. And here, in my world where human life has little to no value, and people roam the streets like half-dead unthinking corpses, there are many rules, but none more important than the Golden Rule:
Stay out of sight. Remain unseen. Because that’s the only way one has a chance to stay alive.