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A new enemy rises. Surviving the cold is only the beginning.
Weeks after a failed climate change experiment triggers a new Ice Age, a dangerous resistance is growing at Liberty, the Mars prototype biodome settlement in Rhode Island after Graysen Marx is removed from power.
Trying to cope with the reality of the icy new world, August and a group of survivors are forced to make a perilous journey to Boston in search of biofuel but the lawless landscape and killing cold are more than just a breeding ground for deadly scavengers foraging for food.
When August discovers additional information about her father’s climate change experiment and Graysen Marx’s involvement, she learns that a young survivor who can predict the future may hold the key to the future of civilization. And August and her friend’s paranormal abilities may not be enough to save what’s left of humanity from what is about to come.
It’s been weeks since the new Ice Age began, the landscape a sea of snow and ice as far as I can see. The bleak ruby skies haven’t changed since that day at Yale University when my father’s climate change experiment turned the world upside-down, destroying and covering everything with ice.
Not many made it.
Four thousand survivors are at Liberty, the biodome settlement in Rhode Island, plus the two deadly groups of nomads known as Bleeders and Sproggs, who have made their homes in caves and igloos. There could be other dangerous scavengers out there.
They just haven’t found us yet.
I don’t know if others have survived elsewhere or how many people have died around the world due to the cataclysmic shift in the climate no one expected. I can only guess most of the world’s population is gone including all animal life. Mass extinction. We have no real way of knowing for sure, unable to communicate to find out.
More than anything, I miss my father and my brother, Luke. My younger sister, Chloe, and Brandon Church, the man I’ve always loved, are the only comforting pieces left from a life long gone, reminding me there is still hope.
Life inside the domes isn’t easy. Overworked survivors are getting fed up with the food rations. The Infinity Council fears riots will break out if they can’t find a solution. We can’t keep up with the biofuel production—special fuel made from sunflower and other nuts, desperately needed for our outside vehicles to scavenge for supplies, extra food, and medicine frozen deep within the ice.
I want to believe what’s left of human life will survive in this new world, but with each day, we face new challenges in and outside of Liberty.
It isn’t going to matter if some of us have mysteriously developed a rare blood type known as Golden Blood and with it, strange paranormal superpowers. Those things won’t matter if what’s left of humanity ends up killing each other over food rations or starving to death.
August Dawn Madison