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Eve Narwin was a pilot. She soared over the city of Zargs, her palms sweaty. Beneath her finger lay a button that when pressed would blow up the whole area, destroy lives and homes and couples and children. But it's for the good of my country, Eve thought. Her finger dropped and slammed into that tiny red button."Goodbye, Zargs," Eve whispered as she flew far away as fast as she could go. Maybe, if she went very quickly, she would avoid being blown up herself. She felt rumbling and a deafening noise. Explosions blasted off in every direction. She gasped as her plane stuttered, trying to stay aloft. It began spiraling downwards. As the plane went further and further to the ground, Eve risked looking out her window. The previous magnificent civilization, with sparkling shimmering lights, dinners in the evenings, movies at cinemas, pretty benches, was no more than a reeking pile of ash. And then her plane crashed.

Nina teetered on the thin cobblestone paths. As a very little girl, she had constantly fell into the water, since the paths had no railing. Now, she shuffled along the tight tangle of houses and to the library without taking a morning swim. Castellum Aquae; Nina and her friends just called it Aquae; was a very small port town. One-third of the town contained only eight houses made out of wood, tightly packed together with nothing but skinny paths separating them. The middle of the town contained both of the official buildings; the Office Building and the Library. In the corner of the town was a small pumpkin field, a small melon field, and a medium-sized wheat farm. Finally, the very last area was the dock where several boats were dormant. There were exotic animals brought from faraway lands protected there, items like glass and clay that didn't come from Aquae, food and drink for returning sailors, and a passageway where officers asked you why you were in Aquae, what was your business, and if you were a resident. Nina thought it was perfect, albeit cramped and tiny.
Nina saw her two other friends in the library, Emily the blond, beautiful girl, and Tom, the red-haired, freckled boy. Nina was short and had long, straight brown hair.
"Hey," Tom said with a wave.
"Hey, Nina!" Emily called. "We're reading documentaries. Look at this super old book. My gramma said it was made before the Apocalypse."
Nina's heart quickened as she gently took the book in her hands and flipped it open. It was covered in a plastic material that prevented it from deteriorating.

Mining: How-To Chapter 1
Mining is a difficult thing to do and is not meant for the faint-hearted. Good ways to start are to simply look around in natural caves until you have some good tools and some good armor. To make a strip mine, simply mine diagonally downwards; NEVER mine straight down or straight up! It is a cursed practice! Next, simply...

"Huh?" Nina muttered. "What is 'mining'?"
"This really really popular thing that everyone did before the apocalypse," Tom chimed in.
"Yeah, you had to go underground where all the zombies and spiders lived and risk your neck for some shiny ores." Emily shuddered. "Ores are useless anyway. This book says Diamond is like, the best thing ever."
"Diamond is totally useless. Unless you're planning to decorate with it," Nina said.
"They used it to make tools and armor," Tom snapped.
Nina rolled her eyes. She looked around. "Anymore ancient books?"
"One. It's boring though. It's called The Mighty Hiss. About some weird green thing that walks around and blows up your stuff. Sounds like a lame fairy tale to me," Emily said matter-of-factly.
Tom floated near the Documentaries section again.
"I want to find a book on Sailors. I want to be one when I grow up. Think about it, getting to swim out into the vast ocean, maybe see the remnants of a grand city like Zargs, and bring home diamonds or gold!" Tom's voice grew higher and louder.
"The Zargs story is faaaaaake, like every other story about the apocalypse they tell us. Nobody alive on this earth was there to witness it, so any of those tales could be garbage," Emily replied. Tom deflated a bit.

The job of a sailor was a tough one. After the apocalypse, the craters left in the ground were so grand that the ocean had spilled into them and turned roughly the entire world into water. A sailor's job was to sail out and look for other villages or sunken cities. If it was a village, sailors would buy, trade, and sell items and sail back to Aquae to drop off their wares. If it was a sunken city, then it was up for grabs; most sunken cities had been picked clean. What was terrifying, however, was that you wouldn't just find cities. You could find dead bodies and wrecked ships underwater, too; if you were banished from Aquae, the town leader would send you off on a boat with nothing to survive. Fortunately, that almost never happened.

Nina was tired of listening to her friends argue, so just to quiet them down, she blurted;
"Guys, shut up! I have an idea."