The New Era

Chaos

When Amy woke up, she was still dizzy. She put a hand to her forehead and looked around. "Ms. Julia?" she asked. She turned around, then she looked to see Jacob. She began to shake him, "Jacob!" she cried.

"I'm awake," he mumbled. He got up and rubbed his nose. "That heatwave. That was something."

"I was assuming you were dead," Amy said abruptly. She hugged him, "Thank God you're not." She turned to see the rest of the class. "We should wake them all up. And then let's help ourselves for a drink. I'm real thirsty."

They advanced throughout the classroom, shaking everyone.

"I hope none of 'em are dead," Jacob said as he shaked Percy. "I'm not looking forward to burying all those bodies."

"Me neither," said Amy quietly. Then her voice rose up. "But no one has died from a heatwave, at least not in this city."

"This heatwave is different, Amy. It's much stronger. Miracle we're even alive," Jacob said. He slapped Peter hard on the cheek.

"What, Jacob. What was that for? You literally slapped him," Amy hissed.

"I don't like that kid, he's a dick." He passed Peter and moved onto Jacy.

"Me neither, but let's be real here. Each person matters, in this situation. We can't risk deaths." She moved to Ms. Julia. "Ms," she pleaded "please wake up." Then she turned to Jacob. "Have you managed to wake anyone up?"

"No, oh wait. Jacy's waking up," he said as he moved back, giving her space.

"Where am I?" She asked, rubbing her eyes. She looked around, seeing Jacob. "Am I still in school?"

Amy and Jacob nodded.

"The heatwave, it got us, didn't it?" she asked. She got up. "Is everyone else dead?"

"We don't know," Amy said sadly. "We're tryna wake people up. We were pretty unsuccessful, if you can't tell. But I mean, at least you're awake."

"You should check their pulses," she said smartly. "You and Jacob keep trying to wake people up. I'll check the pulses of those who you tried." She rubbed her hands an looked at Peter. She rested her hand on his chest, at the left. "Don't feel much of a pulse. I think he's dead, or dying."

"Impossible," Jacob said. "There's no way he's dying, or dead." He shook his head fast.

"It's true, " she said. She moved on to Gloria.

"Then most people, if not everyone in the class must be dead," Amy said, she broke the silence they didn't want to break.

"Oh God," Jacob prayed. "Please let that not be true!"

"Georgia," Jared cried. He got up from the chair. "Oh Lord, my head hurts." She rested his hand on his forehead, taking breaths. "Georgia?"

She didn't come, like she usually would.

He checked the patients. "Is everyone good?" No reply. He panicked. "Georgia," he yelled. " Come here. The patients, they're not replying. Could they be.." He dared not to finsih. Then he became aware. Could Georgia be?

He rushed through, opening the door with such a force. He walked through all the rooms, passing them. There was no word. Was he the only one alive? In this world? "Georgia," he cried.

"Over in Fred's room," he heard a hoarse voice. It was Georgia. Relieved he went to the room.

"Georgia. Thank lords you're okay," he smiled, as he opened the door.

"Why wouldn't I be?" she smirked.

"Something terrible has happened," he said, looking at Fred.

"I know," she said. "The heatwave." She traced Fred's face. "I told you."

"Yes, I know. I wasn't hoping to beleive it. Is he, is Fred dead?" he asked, hoping it wasn't true.

She looked up to him, gave a sad look. "Yes he is. And so are the rest of the patients here. I checked them all. It hurt so much, knowing I couldn't save them."

"It wasn't your fault," he said, ensuringly. "You're a Nurse, not a Healer, Georgia."

"But they were so young," she protested. Then she shook her head. "Nevermind. What about your patients, are they all okay? Oh, and the other doctors and nurses? Are they fine too?"

"Haven't checked yet," he said, with an air of depression. "Want to come?"

She nodded and got up. Before she left the room, she made sure to flick off the lights.

"Morgan," Justin said lowly. He shook him rapidly. "Don't tell me you're dead too."

"What," he whispered. He got up, rubbed his eyes. Took a yawn.

"You, you're alive," Justin breathed.

"What, the girls are dead?"

Justin gave a sad nod. He looked to Alyssia. "I really wish they didn't die, though. But the heatwave have gotten stronger, ya noticed? So obviously there would be some casualties. But, I didn't thin-"

"So it's just me and you here?" Morgan said. He got up and went to the door. He turned to Justin. "Are you absolutely sure they're dead?"

"Yeah."

Morgan gave a sigh. "If they're dead, who knows how many more deaths will come."

"Or have happened," interjected Justin. "Morgan, I don't wanna see all those bodies, man. We gotta bury em' all."

"Can you imagine how much Jared has to face?" he asked. "It's not even likely his patients even lived. And hell, there's so much patients in that damn hospital, that must be so traumatizing for him."

"He chose his job," laughed off Justin. "Seeing two or more dead people in a bed is something he must see everyday."

"C'mon, let's go see if there are any people alive jsut like us."

The city has been struck by the most biggest heatwave known in man. All the people around the globe had died, but miraculously, some citizens in this city have lived.

How could it be? A source could claim that they could thank the heat absorbers they had installed the year before.

Morgan had given the idea. He went into a spech proving likewise. "This is what we must do. The heat absorbers could consume the heat from the sun, emmited from the sun. Then we could use this for energy. Heat. What will heat do? It will help make he process of feilete (tiny things that require heat to move fast) much more rapid, spinning the turbines, thus creating more energy." He smiled.

People called his idea a joke. Some people struck to the point, he's a dumbass, what scientist is he? The city however, willingly gave Morgan the money he needed to start the project. Everyone in the city, if not the stupid people, were in a rage. They knew that the city was going to make them fall and be doomed. Morgan and his stupid ideas, that's what, they all had yelled. But they survived, hadn't they? And if not, about 200 people had.

It was only the strongest and smartest who had survived.