We found shelter in a large cave behind the waterfall. It went as far as three miles, it was hollow but strong all the way to the roof of the cave. A river running through a canon that split the cave was where we sought shelter.
We organized hunting groups and strategies, while further exploring the cave. Bits of a lost civilization were left in this cave. Thick, large wires held the cave walls from crumbling down on us. Many buildings, all filled with research, were discovered. Most days Humphery reads journals of the people who were here long ago, leaving me and Dekota to organize hunting groups.
Almost two years have gone by with only a few close calls with, what we call, Stalkers. Everyone in our group has put their experiences together and we have identified eighteen of the creatures.
I opened the old rusted door that closed Humphery in an office-like room, overgrowth growing through every crack, Humphrey sat with piles of kernels in front of him. He looked up from his work, “Charlie…”
I stood in front of the desk, “I can't convince you to take a break from those, can I? Well… what have you found?” His eyes lit up, “A secret… a power…” I was on edge...