I am one of the refugees from Spark, which is an underground city. The world above is in ruins. The landscape is littered with wreckage left by the old people, like blown-up cars. It was hard get out of Spark. There was not much technology, so I had to invent TNT in order to blow up a metal door to get out to the surface of the Earth. Then we had to take every thing that we had in Spark to a new place. Finally we found an old town (San Francisco). That is where I settled with the rest of the Spark people. This short story is based on the book “The City of Ember”.
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