The 401 Incident

The 401 Incident

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"“You know, I always imagined aliens looking like the ones in Mars Attacks. You know- scaly little bodies and those weird little ray guns. Tiny little fuckers. Afraid of classical music.” Randy stubs out his cigarette on the side of a building, unaware of his mutilation of a pop-culture reference. If it can even be considered pop-culture, considering the producers and consumers of pop culture are all dead. " It's been a year since the invading species destroyed the majority of human kind, a year since Huxley has known peace. She and her group of wandering nomads have no concept of "home", only of "safe." When news of an uprising reaches them, they are hesitant to join. They've already seen the rebellions squashed, and the participators killed. But there is something different, now. The greatest minds left in the world have devised technology, in part stolen from the invading species, that has the potential to give humans the advantage. Risking everything they've built, setting aside what they know, Huxley and her measly group of 3 set out to reclaim Earth.
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I am dying. I know this because i can feel all my senses leaving me. I can see flashes, recollections, of my past. They preen at me through my lashes. But I am calm. There is a feeling of delirium thumping in my heart, spreading through my body. With the little strength that I can muster, I reach out to take hold of the nearest objects to me. It ties me to the earth, but when my eyes no longer see light, the bond that keeps me on this world will be severed, and no longer shall i be alive. What if you and a four other people where the only ones alive on earth? After the Apocalypse, everyone died. Except for five of us. My name is Thalia, when I was thirteen years old, the earth was broken by deadly storms, methane, tsunamis, earthquakes. I survived. For years I wandered the earth, raiding abandoned shops for food, seeking shelter. Now I am fifteen, I feel like I have found a home. I have found a band of survivors like me. These people survived the Apocalypse, and now, we want answers .

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