Chapter 1 Lost Athena, lost, cold, hungry. The whole town was empty, no one was in it but Athena. Her skin is brown, her eyes are a hazel color, her hair is flat and long. She was only ten years old, but at least she has a companion as a dog. The broken tv on a wall of the building started to speak out what’s left of the news. “Head to a vault soon. There is no time to waste. T-” Static began to sound when it was cut off. Athena’s dog Basil was almost as big as a horse, and he could carry an adult’s weight. He didn’t like to be carried but he liked to carry things. Athena, then hopped on him. She headed toward the bridge that ended the town’s space. Ba thump ba thump ba thump ba thump…. Basil’s paws thumped against the bridge’s floor while Athena’s hair was flying back, behind her neck. A hand-made tent was sitting behind the camp-fire, which was her home. But she had to head to the nearest vault. Bixteron was a vault she really needed to head to. Athena found that vault 3 years ago… “Geez this

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