I don't know what happened. I don't know what would've happen. If I'd stayed. If I'd ran. I don't know what happens anymore.
Everything went down so fast. One month ago, I was stressing about my GCSE's and now here I am, surviving an apocalypse.
It all started with a wildfire. Just like before. But everyone thought it was just a fire. Who would believe the history repeats itself anyway? It was just a fire.
"It's not going to happen again, Max."
My mom and I watched the news every day, her mind to the wildfire in Australia, mine filled of "What's next?".
What's next?
What's next?
As I was packing for school, I hear the TV yelling from the living room.
"Millions of deaths caused by a new virus found in New Zeeland. The new virus, also named B890, is gett..."
That's all I needed to hear. I knew what was coming- or at least I think.
"Max! Come down stairs! Breakfast's ready!" my mom shouts from somewhere near me. I flinch. She starts laughing.
"It's not funny"
" Let me guess...You're scared it's going to happen again, aren't you?"
"I guess"
Don't overthink. She used to tell me. But what can I do now? I have to overthink at every step.
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2120: Extinction
Science FictionWe thought it was all over. Most of the humanity was wiped by a deadly virus and twelve other months of terror. But now, after a hundred years, they're coming stronger. Stronger then ever. To kill us all.
