[ WP ] Write the third episode of non-existant series . Make us curious about what happened before episode 3 , and what happens after .

This is based on my first ever writing prompt answer. [ Here it is. ] ( https: //www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/4sspy2/wp_instead_of_a_dystopia_that_seems_like_a_utopia/d5btfah/ ) 
 
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 John Royles was a simple man. He took strolls along the sewers nightly. But one night, there was some construction. Construction happened every few months to block off the rising tides of the sewers, ever since... *he shudders just thinking about it*... the flood. His whole family had been wiped out. All except his older brother Joseph. 
 
 That was 10 years ago. He had to stop thinking about it, and move on, his therapist said. But, he could n't. His mind could n't get rid of the screaming, the terror that flew through his mind as he hung onto that one small rusty ladder leading to the surface. The water rushing by his face. Then, just like that. It all stopped. The thoughts of death fell apart in his mind as it all went quiet. There was nothing. His room was empty, except for the stains of water against the shredded wallpaper stolen from the Home Depot above their sewerhouse. He got to his feet and rushed to his parents' room, and then to his little sister's. There were no corpses. They were probably rushed out by the raging water. 
 
 They found the corpses two months later in an old abandoned dead end sewer. The coroner said his parents had broken skulls, and probably had an anuerism, the both of them. His sister had drowned. She was only 8 years old. He was 10. 
 
 When Joseph came back from his trip to the surface to learn about the news, he was devastated. He ran off, and John never saw him again. 
 
 He shook off the violent memories as he turned on his headlamp. It was getting dark, and the overhead lights automatically shut off at 9 PM to save power. He took a turn to a backup route, because of the Construction. He almost did n't notice the 3-inch wide gap in the wall. But, when he did, he gasped in surprise. The last time he had been down his backup route was 5 years ago, and... that was n't there, was it? He was n't totally sure, but he was about to find out. He stuck his had through, grabbed the back of a brick, and pulled. It was tough to get through the aging bricks, but he finally did, and what he saw was amazing. The first thing he noticed was... skyscrapers. The last time he had seen skyscrapers was three months ago, when he went scavenging for food and extra clothing. But, these skyscrapers were different. They only went up to about 10 floors at most before they were lost in industrial concrete. This was n't the surface... was it? He did n't know, but he was going to explore deeper. 
 
 After a few minutes he made his way onto some sort of street. There were a lot of old-world cars. Things you do n't normally see in New Chicago. He came across a sign that said `` Macy's.'' That was strange. Macy's dissolved and filed for bankruptcy in 2025. What was one doing here? He saw clothes in racks, some in tatters. 
 
 Was he dreaming? He did n't know, but he knew he had to tell the others. 
 
 **2 MONTHS LATER** 
 
 The community, come to be known as New Eden, was thriving in what they found out was Old Chicago. His apartment was part of a floor in a former office building. They raided all sorts of amenities from one of the suburban areas just a few miles south of where he was. He climbed out of the tattered mattress that was his bed, and checked his clock. It was 7:30 AM. The street lamps should be turning on any minute now. They were n't. What the fuck? He called down to Thompson, the engineer in the basement level of the office building. He did n't answer. `` Fuck, I'll have to go check out the basement myself, then.'' He grabbed his pistol, which he always carried wherever he was. He was, of course, the leader of this small community, since he had been the first to discover it, and he deserved to have a loaded firearm wherever he went. He went down the stairs two at a time, and slowly opened the barred metal door. Thompson was tied up on a chair. The lights were dimmed. He slowly made his way over to Thompson at the far end of the room when the lights flicked on and someone grabbed his hands, knocking his pistol out of them. 
 
 `` Long time no see little brother.'' 
 
 `` Who are you? What have you done with Thomp- oh my god. It's you.'' 
 
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 That's it. I recommend you read the original post at the top of this comment for context if you were confused as to some of these things. 

