On the coast of Aguni in Okinawa, Japan, six people were running towards a white building in the distance. There were four men and two women, all of them in shorts.
The seashore was littered with debris from uprooted coconut trees, broken walls and a variety of broken things from land and sea. Almost all the buildings on the shore were broken. The white building was still standing because it had been built after the Meltdown.
Two men were younger, barely out of their teens, and they were ahead, followed by one elderly woman and a younger woman. Two more older men were behind. They were all puffing as they ran, with the men pausing occasionally to look behind.
One of them was holding a rifle slung across his back. He was a tall, ball-headed man who had once been an army officer. His fa
