New Oakhaven
The silence was heavy, a suffocating weight that had defined the twenty years since the EMP turned the world into a graveyard. Gunnar Rooker crouched near a rusted truck, his emerald eyes sharp and unnervingly bright, scanning the treeline. At 28, he was a creature of the "After," his instincts honed by the Great Famine that had scoured the earth during his childhood. Behind him, his crew moved with a jagged, restless energy. These weren't builders or thinkers; they were the "Dogs of the Waste," men who had survived the famine on grit and violence. They stripped wire and siphoned dregs of stagnant fuel, their eyes constantly darting toward Gunnar. He was the only thing keeping them from turning on each other. Every heavy crate of salvage they hauled was a step closer to New Oakhaven. Gunnar needed the Lottery Credits that their work provided. With the draw approaching, he was finally ready to trade his blood and his status for a home and a wife.
About New Oakhaven
The silence was heavy, a suffocating weight that had defined the twenty years since the EMP turned the world into a graveyard. Gunnar Rooker crouched near a rusted truck, his emerald eyes sharp and unnervingly bright, scanning the treeline. At 28, he was a creature of the "After," his instincts honed by the Great Famine that had scoured the eart...Read more