The App: App-ocalypse (1)

Day 2 - Seeing the worst

This morning I woke up to the scariest sound I've ever heard (at that time though). A gunshot. Then someone screamed: "DON'T TOUCH MY MOTHER!". Then I heard another gunshot and another scream. A scream of pain. Then a gunshot again. And the silence. Pure, true, freaking silence.

I'm still shaking right now. I stayed in bed a long time, totally petrified. I don't know - I can't know for sure - what that was about but my guess is that someone protected a sleeper from a robber because the sleeper was his mom. And when I write "protected" I'm fully - and painfully - aware that it ended up in the murder of this robber.

I was so scared and in shock that I considered going out on the street again to find and help those who might be injured and sleepers I may know, like Mrs Bloom. Then I remembered the sexist advice from yesterday: "children, women and weak people" should not go outside. This was probably truer than ever now that people went batshit crazy and were killing each other.

Instead of going out I decided to watch TV again, partly because it would distract me from the living nightmare I was in and partly because I didn't have anything else to do. This was, of course, false. I had plenty of things to do - like cooking or tidying. But I don't know if I'll ever do that again now that we're in this mess. It's not a regular day anymore, is it?

Watching TV was, of course, a bad idea - something I should have learn during the night.

So this is where we are so far: a robber apparently killed the president. We don't have any news from the rest of the world since all our means of communication have been cut off. For the first time since the App-ocalypse (Unfortunately I really don't have any other word to name it), we learnt our corded phone were out of service before the attack from the App. And scientists have discovered that the recent smartphones went dead during the attack whereas all of the old smartphones ("those that were like a year-old or more") showed the message from the app. Whatever the message was.

Guess I'm lucky my birthday was last month.

Finally, what was probably the best news of the day was that we had no government anymore. Yes, that's right. It only took them twenty-four hours or so to be dismantled by fear and to run away. We're on our own.

However I really can't blame them on this one. I mean it's hard enough to be a leader when everything is right but now that we're living in chaos I can't imagine how it'd be possible for them to take any decision. They were already brutally criticised for being protective of us when they stopped the Internet. Also they were rumours of murders inside the government's buildings. I don't know if this true but I guess this is possible. After all, I did hear a murder this morning and it happened in the street where I always lived.

Things get even worse after that. Yeah I know it doesn't look possible but I swear all this wasn't the worst part of my day. By far. Because an hour or so ago we lose the electricity. Yes there's no power in the house and yes I have no idea what time is it. And that's when things went nuts. I mean like nutser.

When the TV stopped I first thought this was a problem of mine. Then I realised once in the kitchen that the whole house were deprived of electricity since the microwave wasn't working anymore. So I ate a fruit as a lunch. Yay me ! Team cook forever, right?

As I realised that there was no power anymore, the rest of the world seemed to get it too. First, it was a scream of fear coming from outside the windows. Then it was the second time that I heard the worst sound ever in my life - except this time it was scarier. It was the sound of riot. Literally. Anarchy. That's what it was. I looked at the windows to see people running through the street and beginning to steal the Sleepers and... Gosh from where I was I can't be sure but yeah I'm pretty sure they were killing them accidentally in the process. I hope it was accidental. By all means all Sleepers are dead anyway now. It's been twenty-four hours since they didn't eat or drink and let's be honest no one is intending to feed them or take care of them all now that we don't have any sort of government. So here it is, in a week (at best) they would be dead. All of them.

I can't believe I just wrote that.

People then ran to the supermarket at the end of our street to get as much food as they can - and of course it finished in a bloodbath.

Yes. A moment ago I saw my neighbours killing themselves for some tomatoes and crap like that. I stopped looking, of course, afraid that someone would see me through the window and try to get into the house to steal some food. Ten minutes later it was over. There's a new pile of bodies on the pavement. Dead bodies.

Now we're back into this freaking silence. Everyone's home for now but it won't last long. I assume soon people will start to starve and that the bloodbath I saw in the supermarket wasn't the last but the first of a long list. Because even if things turned into a nightmare, I think we all want to live. Even if we have to kill someone to survive. Let it be. I always thought we were better than those movies and books describing us as animals. I think I couldn't be more wrong.

I also think we really hit the bottom point. I don't think we can even recover from this App-ocalypse. I think I took my last hot shower ever. I think we're more screwed than ever. I think I'm going to die in this house hoping for my parents to come back. I think they're probably already dead, especially my stepmom who's always on her phone typing a message to her friends and who's probably a Sleeper.

I think I'd better stop writing now because this is not helping me anymore.