I grasp the top of the grassy cliff after what feels like an eternity of agonising climbing. My body falls limp as I finally feel the adrenaline leave me and I glare at the early morning sky. While I stare, my thoughts battle going over how this could have happened to me, I wince at the flashes of memories that had me free falling over the edge of the cliff. Sitting up, I start to feel like I’m co...

Journal entry 462:

We live beneath the solid grounds of the earth we used to own, us survivors that is. I’m not really sure what came first, the robots or the war. Well, it doesn’t matter now.

Humanity is long gone, apart from those they deemed worthy of redemption who were exiled to the depths of the earth. The robots decided we were doing more damage than good, and they rebuilt the beauty of th...