Its year 3000 and everything has gone to hell. Our civilization was left in darkness. It was all we have ever known after all. Legend has it that there used to be a giant orb in the sky that brought light to this land. Sadly, it is only a legend. I am from one of twenty-four colonies that live scattered around the world. Most of them under the ground. Safe from attacks. Although some decided to live out in the world...which is complete suicide.Too this day we haven't heard a word from them. If they are still alive or not we may never know.Outside... There are horrible things. Demons, vampires ...even some of our own but yet there not them anymore. The walking dead. A disease spread through the world as we know it bringing friends...family..complete strangers up from the ground. Hungry for our flesh. Some say that the demons themselves control these mindless fiends but im not so sure. There has to be something more to this...and im going to find out.<br/><br/>----------------------<br/>Name: Sally sparrow<br/>Age: 8 sweeps<br/>gender: Female<br/>Race: Human<br/>Personality: Hard worker. You have to be in this world. Its a fight to survive and if you don't fight well...you don't survive. She questions the world around her more than others even daring to think that maybe some truce could be brought between the over-worlders and the under-worlders.<br/>Bio: Born in colony 12 she works in the food industry. Growing what they can with there "light orbs". She was never satisfied with this though. She always wanted to work in the higher industry's...mostly the weapons one. They fascinated her and she dreams of invention something that would benefit all human kind.<br/><br/>------------------------------<br/>Sally looks up into one of the light orbs hanging above her head and wipes her forehead with exhaustion.She checks her timey-wimy-device. Which in fact, she made herself. Just as she does a bell rings above seeming to shake the damp air of the under grounds. Sighing she picks up her shovel walking back to her own house. If you could call it that. It was mostly just a dirt mound hallowed out in the ground. Checking herself out she lays exhausted on the floor covered from hes to toe in grime. But that was how it always was. Down in the farming district at least.she finally falls into a deep much needed sleep. Waiting for another toll of the bell signaling another hard days labor.