The place were i was living was a hell, even though i had no real idea how the other world looked like.. Being rich and living in a clean enviroment was just a dream of mine and from everyone else here as well.
The place was a long tunnel corridor in the underground which was built a while ago and left for the weak and poor people. A lot of people lived and organised their life here, trying to survive and see the surface atleast once.
The place was led by a group of heavy armed thugs and thiefs called „The Crooklers“. They had taken the place for themselves and demanded tribute in order to live there. Many attacked them because it wasnt fair for anybody. Many died and many suffered and many of the gang died too. A few months later it was the same but with lesser gang members. It was all chaotic, no law whatsoever. We were the lowest people of all because we had no money and were not allowed to see the surface.
The exit was always heavily guarded and secured by soldiers from the outside, so no one was trying to escape. But theres always someone who tried their luck.. Getting instantly shot was the only escape for those who were broken mentally.
It was a slum and a high tech labor at once. Completely self sufficient by growing food and using deep dug wells for water with advanced computers to measure health state. All sounds nice and good but the problem was the greed of many.
There wasnt enough for everybody and fights broke out. Some poisened the wells or drugged food supplies on the small gardens. There was always something going on in that place… Junkies were sharing the same needle and diseases broke out inside the areas of the tunnels due to dirt and rats coming from the walls. Hygiene was possibly the hardest thing to obtain and so the tunnels were seperated to hygiene sections.
The Fourth section was the lowest of all and even myself began calling them scums of scums. Only junkies and addicted thugs, murderers and criminals were found there. No one ever entered the area because there was nothing to be found ..only death and hate towards the other sections. Of course the door was open to those who wanted to change themselves and their circumstances but often it was a lie just to live in a more hygiene area.
The third section was a military high corrupted defense zone by those who wanted to live better than them in the fourth section. It was a higher class of hygiene and people could take a few showers a day. The self proclaimed police was just there to somehow enrich themselves while assuring some sort of security. They just looked that no one bad came inside while some still managed because of corruption.
The second section was the garden and high – higher class hygiene were only people with small problems, good manners and work were allowed to enter. The sick and diseased were not allowed to enter even if they wouldve been of use. This zone was strictly covered by the rest of people who knew how to solve water and food problems. If this zone would die, everyone inside the tunnel would too.
And finally there was the first section. The sterile section for medicine and high tech of the lost generation and what the people above ground dropped into their garbagges. The medicine was bad but still enough for people who had only small health problems, to cure them completely. The rest wasnt getting any and to pay for it was really hard as well.
If one section dies, everyone would… even if the fourth would die, rats and disease would pest the air and the ground would be full of parasites. That is why the fourth was located directly at the front of the tunnel so the guards above ground would smell them and take them away.
Somehow everyone was trying to stay alive but it was no life and no one understood why they were not allowed to go above, specially the kids. It was our prison because we were not lucky enough like the rest.
One day, everything went down because the water from the wells were not anymore. Without water there was no food and no life. We gathered everyone together and told the bad news.. Everyone was shocked and some seemed happy! We were heading to a war and everyone knew it. We gathered what we could and grabbed our weapons to walk upfront to negotiate a way out but it all failed because half of the people started a war with themselves. Suddenly the sections started burning and the people of all sections were rioting and robbing people.
Me and two others needed to leave the place immediatly, we couldnt take it anymore. So we started shooting through the smoke and people at the guards in the entrance. They retaliated with shots and the gate opened for the first time, bringing forth a tank to shoot the tunnel itself down.
After the gates were open, the people started blindly running towards it in hope to attain freedom. But the only thing they got was death. We used the moment to sneak by the gate because some managed to get out and the guards were brutally killed. The tunnel was collapsing but before it happened, one guy managed to shoot the tank with a rocket launcher and it hit the target. Unfortunatly the tunnel collapsed under his head.
We were running outside and could see the sun… But what we saw next would rob us from our hopes..
As we thought that the light was the sun, we realised that it was a giant lamp inside another giant tunnel. We couldnt believe what we saw… In those years, they had built several layers of tunnel systems above us and we never realised..
We were now back at section four .. and section three watching us…
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