root-book

It’s been 40 years since The Fall. Some call it year 40. I think that sounds so stupid. January 21, 40. I am part of Gen 1. The first group of people trying to live a normal life in The Fall’s aftermath. My mother died before it all really started or when it all started, I dont really even know, which is crazy now that I think about it... and my father… well… he’s the reason I’m doing this in the first place. He lived, he was there. Now, if only I could get that old man to talk to me.