After everything that happened, only three of us remain. Is there any hope left?
The computer’s bleeps echo across the room. To think technology has evolved to this: a device only sending off more doom by its loud noises. Yet it’s our only chance.
I type in the email as fast as I can. They must know. Everyone must know. They’ve been treating it like a game. Those sick bastards supporting them brainwashed all of them.
Bernice… She’s trying to keep it open. Ernie’s looking at me in an odd way. Perhaps he’s judging me.
She was easy to convince. He wasn’t. The world comes crashing down around him and he still refuses to look at the obvious. It’s just like human knowledge itself. And it sickens me.
The lights flicker. It’s started. And nothing can stop it.
Has it sent? Ernie’s telling me to go faster, but there is nothing to control the speed of connection… It is the apocalypse after all.
Another flicker.
A single screech.
Another death.
Bernice sacrificed herself. Now I’m stuck with the pinnacle of human ignorance. Great.
The lights flicker again. I turn the computer off as fast as possible. “Run,” he shouts as if I didn’t want to do that already. He’s just as bad as the rest of them.
I grab my weapon and try to put a hole in the wall. But the lights are flickering. My time is limited. I count the flickers.
One… Ernie is running around screaming. A puncture has been made.
Two… Ernie has attracted too much attention. No progress in the hole.
Three…They’re out for us. I’ve managed to expand the hole .
Four… Ernie has died. There’s only me left. Only one more puncture and I can…
Five… I see my life flash before my eyes.
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Achluophobia
Fanfictionachluophobia [[ach.lu.o.PHO.bia]] a fear of night, darkness ======================= This was inspired by Doctor Who. All creatures and preexisting characters and plotlines are credited to Doctor Who and BBC.
