Entropy

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There is a certain comfort in knowing that all things will end. All the loneliness one embodies will dissipate & all the grief in the universe shall find a certain death. The death of something that may bring you chaos or it may find you comfort. The death of a star into a supernova brings beauty & colors to space. At times, that death may turn into a blackhole engulfing all light there is. The universe is going towards an inevitable doom & everything within it is going to be a part of it. Entropy, I learned in my Physics class, is the degree of disorder. A system that is considered to be a measure of the disorder created. The events that were taking place in front of me made no sense but at the back of my mind, I always wanted something extraordinary. Something chaotic, something only I could do just like Benjamin Tennison got himself the Omnitrix & How Hal Jordan became the green lantern. These were all made-up characters for kids but they were always something more to me. The way my mom read me stories like Alice in the wonderland, journey to the center of the Earth & The Mysterious Island all became a part of me. Maybe I really am a faulty piece sent down to Earth or maybe I'm meant for something. I just got to find it. But from what I know, Everyone in this world wants to belong somewhere or to someone. If this destruction was meant for me, I would make a life out of that too.

"The server will be shutting down for the final time. Thank You for playing human. You shall be given a time of 2 months to say your respective goodbyes. The countdown begins in 3...2...1.."

Life plays its pranks in the most heinous ways, one can almost laugh while crying about it or it may be the other way around but it tests everyone. You see, In life, Some people are given so they may be tested while others are taken from but we all are equally doomed to it. Blinded by this beautiful lie of Life, we often ridicule death which is nothing but the truth. They say when Life gives you lemons, make a lemonade. My life with 7.7 billion others decided to shut up permanently giving no clues to what the hell would happen to us. Alex had dropped down to the floor by the time the broadcast ended.

"Uh, I know this is not a good time to say anything but this is a lie, right?", This was all I could think of saying, someone pulled a prank on the whole city by hacking down the signal towers so they could broadcast the message or maybe someone did indeed hack us and us alone. All the embarrassing pictures of me were going to get aired. None of them seemed to get my flight or fright response activated.

"The News! Surely they'd talk about it because this ain't no joke", Alex hurriedly picked himself up and ran downstairs not giving a single care in the world. 

All the channels had those broadcasts on air and everyone on the planet from the bustling cities of Japan to the slums of Brazil were talking about this unknown message. The world was in chaos, and no one had the answers. The mysterious message had taken over the airwaves, and strange occurrences were happening all around. Cars were bursting into flames, parents were being accused of kidnapping their own children, and people were acting like robots on repeat. In the midst of it all, Darcy found some solace in finally understanding why her car went up in flames. But for Alex, the usually helpful and wise friend, there was no answer to be found. As the world spiraled out of control, it seemed that even the most knowledgeable among us were left with nothing but questions.

One time, when Alex was 9, He ran away from home. As much as he seemed rebellious, he was actually a good kid, loved his parents to a fault & would do anything for them. I got worried for him since he wasn't yet familiar to his surroundings so when our parents left to search for him, I secretly went out to look for him as well. I found him by the 'marshy pond'. That's what we used to call it. It was a pond made under the orders of the committee but it didn't seem to attract a lot of visitors so it was discarded a while later. We used to go there & have inter-galactic war fights. He would be the Darth vadar and I would be Luke Skywalker though he would insist that I'd be much suitable for the villainous character since I used to threaten him so he would play with me. The wind was blowing gently, making the willow tree sway back and forth, casting shadows on the ground. As I drew closer, I could hear faint sobs coming from beneath the tree. And there he was, Alex, sitting alone, hunched over, his face buried in his hands. His sobs were so loud that they echoed through the empty space. It broke my heart to see him like this, his whole body trembling, tears streaming down his face. I sat down beside him and put my arm around him, trying to console him, but he didn't seem to notice my presence. He was lost in his own world of fear and uncertainty. At that time, I thought of him as a baby cub crying without knowing the true dangers of the world. Heck I was 8, I didn't know the 'dangers of the world' as well. His parents had gotten into a fight & he was trying to sleep when he heard some plates breaking and a lot of shouting. He got scared & ran. Right now, I could see the same Alex from all those years ago, feeling scared & alone.

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