Free Midnight Fire - Rise of the Dark Angel - Book One by Melody Anne

my dad spoke again.
                  We stood up and followed my father down another long hallway. There was a loud gasp from the crowd as we entered a kitchen area. It was nothing like what we had at home , with microwaves and fancy ovens , but it was a huge area with clean counters, sinks and cooking ranges.
                  “We have solar power that provides us limited time to perform different functions. For example, we can cook for about four hours each day . We’ ve piped in water from a lake, which is a few miles away and comes directly from the mountain. The water will be continuous year round and we have about twenty years’ worth of filters to make sure it’ s clean,” my dad explained.
                  We left the kitchen and wan dered through other rooms. The library was huge , with tens of thousands of books. They ranged from history to fiction and everything in between. I couldn’t imagine how much time it would’ve taken to track the m all down and how they would’ ve kept track of what they had and what they needed. Someone asked that very question.
                  “We had a very elaborate system linking everyone who was purchasing items . When we got new items we’ d enter them into the system , notifying the others . These systems also let us know what we still needed to get. Like I said earlier , we spent over three years preparing this place so we were able to go over it again and again,” Greg answered.
                  “Let’s continue on,” my dad said and we were off once more. We went through a large school room with desks and endless supplies . “There are minimal computers, as they would take too much of our power and we wouldn’t have internet anyway. We mainly brought in a few samples in case we really do end up having to start all over again , when the war is finished.”
                  I’d never thought there was a chance the world as we knew it could be changed forever. It was a sobering thought and one that didn’t sit well in my already nauseous stomach. The place was incredible but to stay there forever didn’t seem appealing.
                  We kept going through the seemingly endless tunnels and I was amazed at what they’ d done. There were so many rooms and each one ha d a specific purpose. There wasn’t any wasted space in the entire facility. We went to another vast cavern, which was even larger than the meeting room and it had those fake sun lights hooked up everywhere and unbelievably , there was a monstrous garden growing. Every kind of fruit and vegetable you could imagine was in it and doing well.
                  In the next room was an orchard of fruit and nut trees. T hey hadn’t seemed to forget anything. When we stepped into the animal area I thought I’d been transported onto Noah’s ark. There were several different breeds of animals, all of them there to provide either food or some other life sustaining resource such as fur or leather.
                  “I know this will sound a bit cruel but please don’t get attached to the animals. They aren’t pets, they serve a purpose and it would be too hard for you, as I’m sure you’re all already suffering great losses,” he said with sympathy.
                  A few kids cried when he said those words but he quickly moved on, hoping that getting the children away from the animals would help them gain the proper emotional distance. He led us to the shower area and I was impressed. I wasn’t sure if we were going to have to step back in time and start using outhouses but after living in a nice home all my life , that thought wasn’t appealing.
                  There were separate men and women's quarters , with real shower heads, private toilets and changing areas. There was also a huge , steaming rock tub in the middle of the two rooms , with privacy walls around