Finding Salvation
Prolouge
It was the year 2020, but no one remembered the year anymore. Most of us refered to it as 9 years after. Nine years after the fall of the most powerful nation in the world. Nine years since the world was in a grip of fear. Still in a grip of fear. The terriorists finally won in the year 2011.
The faithful day of September 11th, 2011 was the day that changed the world. That day 5 major United States cities were completely destoried, leaving the nation at the hands of terriorists. The cities included Washington DC, Los Angeles, New York City, Seattle, and Chicago. That day the whole government fell at the hands of the terrorists as they took over what was left of the country.
The people of the country fell back on their primal instincts, pure chaos broke out for a year. The terrorists continued to bomb US cities though they already controlled the country, they wanted to strike total and complete fear in the US citizens. In which they had, all the ones who stood against them were killed at the most unexpected time.
Anyone who had worked for or still continued to try and bring back the former government was killed. Aside from me that is, I am propably the last former federal agent alive. I managed to escape my own death so many times before the fall of the United States, but after I have propably doubled my chances on death. The terrorists had a warrant for all rebels. I am considered a rebel now, for my beliefs, and they want me dead. I am always on the run.
My only chance at surviving now is to escape into Canada. The only sane country left in the America continents. After the fall of the United States, the world was gripped in fear, soon they had closed the Americas off completely. Putting us in a quaratine type situation. Canada was the only one to maintain its sanity on our continent. To do this they had to close all the border off and build a 20 foot high concrete wall, armed by their soldiers, on the border between them and the former US. Only part of the border that was not armed by the wall was a large river, one that only an either insane person or a person willing to do anything would attempt to cross. The only way we could cross without the Canadian guards noticing was to swim. If spotted you would be deported back into the US. The former united states had become a war zone, literally. Fighting broke out everywhere. Robbery, murder, rape, destruction, was now a part of every day lives. Our once 'fat' country had become weary and war ridden. The count of deaths rose substancially each day. What was left of the major cities were ruled by bandits, and the smaller cities where just deserted. The terrorists forced us, citizens to flock to the ruins of the large cities so they could keep an eye on us. We crowded the streets of the ruined cities. Walls were built around the cities to hold us in. Of course we rebelled against it, as the fights broke out daily with the guards at the walls.
Few were able to get past the walls, and escaped into the vast land of which was our former country. The terrorist army was after us, but since it was just a few of us at a time over such a big area it was hard for them to track us down. I was one of the few that were able to escape the hell of which LA had become after I had returned to see if anyone had survived the bombing. I was captured and contained in the city with the rest of californias' people in the ruins of the city of Los Angeles. There was no food, no clothing, none of the necessities to survive, so we were dropping like flies over the years. I just escaped from the wall 4 days ago. It took me 9 years to successfully succeed in escaping. I have been planning my escape from this country from the day it fell. My plan was to hike across the rockies to the North Mid-Western area of the country, once prairieland, no one from the east coast knows what had happened there, but it was propably the same as both coasts. I figured this would be the safest route. To try and cross the boarder at the great lakes area. Of course Im on foot, and i expect this to take me years to get to, but I am determined to escape this fallen country that I once served. Theres nothing left for me here, everyone that I once knew had died in the first attack on the states. Ironically I was saved, I was off out of state on vacation. I should have been the one to die, not them. Theres nothing left in this country for me.
My name is Jack Bauer, and this is the recorded writings of my attempt to find salvation again.