Beyond These Walls Box Set [Books 1-6]
Beyond These Walls - Books 1 - 6
A Post-Apocalyptic Survival Thriller
Michael Robertson
Contents
Book 1 - Protectors
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Book 2 - National Service
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Book 3 - Retribution
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Book 4 - Collapse
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63
Book 5 - After Edin
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Book 6 - Three Days
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
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Protectors - Book one of Beyond These Walls
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Chapter 1
Spike ruffled his nose against the stench coming from the chamber pot. No matter how many times he did this job, he’d never get used to carrying his family’s waste. The liquid inside the large ceramic container swirled as he walked, forcing him to tense his upper body to counter the motion of it. Many people in Edin carried the pots by their rope handles. Because he’d seen one snap in the past, he didn’t. As much as he hated the stinking things, the job had to be done and, like so many people in Edin, he did it at least once every two days. If they left it much longer, the smell became unbearable.
His dad walked beside him as they headed towards the large wall along the back of the city. They shimmied and weaved to negotiate the flow of people returning from dumping their waste. The foetid liquid inside the pots echoed their movements, constantly in opposition to the present moment.
They often made the journey in the evening. It gave his dad a chance to get out of the agricultural district after a long day working in the fields. In Edin, there were very few chances to get out of the place you lived and worked in, so the vile job ended up becoming an outing for his old man. Because Spike hadn’t yet done his national service, he still had the freedom to roam the city. Minors, politicians, and protectors could go wherever they liked, whenever they liked.
As much as Spike hated carrying the pots, he loved the chance to chat with his dad. But tonight felt different. Tomorrow he turned eighteen; in two days, he’d be picked up and taken for national service. He’d not return for at least six months—if he returned at all.
The vast wall surrounding Edin got no lower than twenty feet at any point. The back section Spike and his dad currently headed towards stood the tallest at around thirty feet. A set of double gates at the bottom of the wall led outside. No more than about six feet tall and the same wide, they were once the main access to the city. Now they were used for something else entirely. While staring at them, Spike said, “Do you think they’ll have an eviction tonight?”
“Who knows?” his dad said, grimacing while hugging the larger of the two chamber pots to his chest. A strong man with a thick frame, it made sense for him to carry the heavier container. “We normally come at a good time for it.”
“Do you think those who empty their pots at different times of day never see one?”
“Maybe that’s why they do it. For some, they probably don’t want to see it.”
“So why do we?”
The wall had wooden scaffolding attached to it. It had four levels, each one accessed via a ramp from the level below The path to the top involved climbing the first ramp before walking to the end of the first level in order to climb the second ramp, and then walking to the end of the second level to the third ramp, repeating the process until they finished their zigzagged ascent to the fourth level.
Spike and his dad joined the queue to get onto the first ramp, the scaffolding always busy at this time of night. The combined smell of many pots drove two hard fingers down the back of Spike’s throat, locking him in a battle against his gag reflex.
“I think seeing people evicted is a good reminder of what the city does for us,” his dad finally said when they started moving again. “What happens to those who choose not to abide by the rules.”
In all the years they’d been emptying their chamber pots, Spike hadn’t given it much thought. Evictions happened. They were part of being an Edin resident. If you did nothing wrong, then you had nothing to fear. And why would the city waste resources on those who didn’t want to help it grow? Things were tight enough without having to keep criminals and anarchists alive.
By the time they’d walked the length of the first level and climbed the ramp to the second, they were about fifteen feet up and higher than most of the structures in the city. Materials being what they were, most residential buildings reached no taller than one storey. In the past, they’d tried to build taller houses, but many collapsed. Countless families had perished beneath the rubble of an ambitious home. His arms aching from the heavy pot, Spike sweated, the night unseasonably warm for March. With both of his hands in use, he blinked against the sting of it running into his eyes.