The New Era

Struck

Amy kept reading. She was hesitant at first, but then she kept up her pace.

Ms. Julia raised her hand, then Amy stopped. "Lovely, Amy. Now, who would like to read the next paragraph. It begins with 'Recently people have been..'. Any volunteers?" She looked around the classroom, her eyes darting back and forth.

A hand rose up.

"Yes, Tyler?"

"It's hot and stuffy in here," he complained. " And I'm struggling to breathe. Can you open up the windows please?" He coughed for emphasis.

"Yes of course," she nodded. "Raina and Kayla, can you two please open the windows? Tyler is right, it is getting hot in here." She gave a nod to both of them.

They both got up and slunk to the windows. Raina pulled up the covers, Amber opened the windows. Everyone watched.

Amy heard Jacob's breathes going faster. She turned to him. "You okay?"

He gave a nod and a weary smile. "Tyler is right, you can't breathe in this heat. And I'm struggling. I don't want to die today, Amy. I don't want to die. At least, not yet."

"You're not gonna die," she said ensuringly. "No one's gonna die. We have this heat stuff practically everyday now. Every now and then. I know you're gonna survive." She then realized and felt her breathes going faster. Her heart fastening pace.

"But this is different," he murmured. "It's much more stronger. And oh God. My head hurts." He reached for his head.

"It's not much of a difference," Amy lied. This was a huge difference. Her head was throbbing. "It's all gonna be okay." Then she blanked out.

Somewhere far, but not far from Amy's school, was Dr. Mangol.

"The patients aren't holding in," Nurse Georgia cried. "The heatwave, this one is much stronger." She traced little Jim's face. "Kids are gonna die, Jared. And maybe even adults. This heatwave is much stronger now."

"We can try," he said, still not giving up. He checked Diana's heart rate and said, "We can try."

"I don't know about it this time," Georgia said. "This one is stronger. Maybe before, I can say yes. But now, I'm not too sure."

He gave a laugh. "Georgia, you always think such negative thoughts. They'll be fine. They are with me, with us."

"You're just not taking the truth, aren't you?" Georgia huffed. She turned to leave. "Oh well." She left.

Jared Mangol shook his head. She's always so negative, he thought. He sat on a chair, watching the patients as they all groan. "It's alright," he said, as if a lullably. He repeated it over and over.

Then the heat struck in. He turned on the A.C, hopeful it will work. But it didn't. He looked blankly out to the sun, then looked away. "Oh God," he breathed.

"The heatwave," a scientist, Morgan Alden said professionally. "It's getting stronger. I've been measuring each event, and it has been going stronger. Unimaginable."

"But," asked Susan "the heatwave. It's all because of climate change."

Morgan nodded.

"A pity no one could stop it," Justin sighed. He got up. "And now we must clean up our own messes."

"It's only 2073," Alyssia said solemnly. "There maybe not enough time left."

"You're inquiring that we're doomed?" Susan laughed nervously. "You may be right about that."

"That's my hypothesis," Alyssia laughed. There was a look of no hope in her eyes.

They don't know what they're saying, thought Morgan. He raised his hand, telling everyone to stop. "All this is nonsense," he said seriously. "We aren't doomed, we still have time."

"How much time?" Alyssia asked. Her eyebrows raised. "Morgan, you need to take in the truth. The human race, we're doomed. Maybe even the planet itself. What can we do?"

"Hope," he replied, quietly.

"What."

"Hope!" he raised his hand up high, then yelled. "All we can do is hope. Hope science can save us all." Just then, a migraine hit him.

"The heat," breathed Justin. He turned to the windows. "Everyone, open the windows! Now!" He rushed tongue windows.

"It's starting," Susan said, she was worried. "We aren't ready."

"Yes," whispered Morgan. Then they all fainted.

So what was this?

I think its safe to say that the globe is facing a global heatwave, the result from Climate Change. It's only unfortunate.

They weren't ready.