In 1880, on a steamboat in the bayou of Louisiana. A young man holds a photograph of his family,
and a package in his arms that reads, “To our son Daniel Reed, with love from Mom & Dad, don't open yet."
"Twenty minutes until New Orleans!" The captain boomed over that chatter of the other passengers. "I guess I'll rest for a bit,"Daniel thought to himself as he leaned against his window and drifted to sleep into a sea of darkness. In a sea of darkness he heard awful sounds, screams, gunshots and explosions.He was aware of what was happening but he couldn't wake up, like he was trapped in his own mind. When Daniel awoke he felt as if he was intoxicated, his vision blurred and unable to stand. His vision still blurred but Daniel realize he was being dragged . "Where the hell are you taking me?!" Daniel managed to stammer.
He was met with silence. When his mind cleared he watched as he was dragged to a well-like structure in the middle of the marshy forest. "Don't do this!" Daniel growled, "Just let me go!" He yelled. Daniel kicked and flung himself trying to break free, to no prevail. Once those men reached the mouth of the well they quickly threw him inside. When Daniel woke regained his consciousness he was furious, "Damn dirty bastard!" he screamed as he pounded his fist on the
walls on the structure, "Why the hell am I here?!" He slumped down against the wall and looked around. Then he noticed a room in the side of the wall with a lever next to a camera. He walked inside the room and pulled the lever, thinking it would explain his situation which instead closes the doors, and the room began to drop further into the earth. "What the hell!?" Daniel yelled as he tried to pry open the doors.Suddenly, the camera cuts on and a welcome message of some kind begins to play.
The man providing the welcome message is named Fredrick McAllen . He has a thick, black mustache and beard with long, black hair. He wears a blue sand white striped suit.Then the begins to play. "I'm Fred McAllen and I have a question for you. Have you ever wanted to be free? You may be in America, but are you really free? Have you ever been alienated? Segregated? Well no longer, a man is a man no matter how they look or act, here...all men are equal. You my good man, are in Haven, the perfect world for the perfect man."
Daniel continued dropping further into the earth's crust. As the movie finished playing the introduction the doors drew open, revealing a grand underground city around him. Skyscrapers risen from the bedrock, shining with neon lights. He steps out of the platform and reads a banner above him that reads "From Above Transport Bay."
He walked along around the transport center and saw that most if not all the other pods were broken if not completely destroyed. Debris filled the port and dried blood splatters were all over the wall. "What the hell happened here?" Daniel asked as he investigated further, starting to follow the blood. He followed the splatters from the stairwell to what looked like the security center of the the port.
He followed the blood to the first cell to the left, he could tell that it was closed.He turned the corner and person, horribly mutilated beyond recognition. He stared at the body for quite a while before a looked at the wall it was slumped against. "Who the bitch now?"....written in blood.Daniel was shocked but now very frightened, "How can a city with such great promises have such atrocities?" Daniel wondered, "What the hell caused these people to do something like this?" Daniel continued to gaze at this gruesome display for a while longer and decided to move on. "I need a gun, something to defend myself with." Daniel thought to himself. He walked to the front of the security station and followed the long corridor until he had found the armory. He carefully pushed open the metal doors, giving off the ominous sound of metal grinding on metal. If anything was there it was aware of his presence. Now, at any point, he could be
the fly to the spider....
The door slams behind Daniel, leaving him in the dark. He had spotted a flashlight on an officer's desk beforehand and began to feel for it.He was so relieved to wrap his hands around the thick handle of the flashlight. He toyed around with it for some time before he found the switch it activate it. "Ah, a gear powered lantern, we need one of these." Daniel thought, "I'll call this a flashlight, turn it on and off in a dime." He looked around and in the corner of the room he saw the gun racks, filled with revolvers, and lever actions and some firearms he's never even seen. Daniel, an avid hunter, was fascinated with firearms. He would shoot items around his house just to see what it took to stop the bullets. He knew to a teeth the accurate range of each firearm he owned and it's damage over distance. He was inspecting the firearms trying to decide which one to bring with him when he heard a loud crash. Before Daniel could react he was struck with a crushing blow on the back of his head. He stumbled into the rack, knocking
down many of the guns and luckily managed to hold on to his flashlight. He quickly spun around to face what his attacker. What he saw was more horrifying then anything he'd ever witnessed, far more then the rotten corpse in the jail cell.