The Elim Conspiracy

The Elim Conspiracy

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After the world ended and most of the population had died out, a rumour began to spread amongst those who were left. Stories about a better world, a safe haven, far north. They say it's just like the old world, but why would people want to live like that if that's what killed them in the first place? Mai never tried to find Elim, despite everyone telling her to. She didn't understand why people would want to go back to their old ways even after they've witnessed the consequences. Instead, she walks. She walks for days aimlessly, collecting old things from people who have died, and seeing what's left of the world. She never had a purpose for living, and she never never needed one; until she stumbles across a dying man in a supermarket.
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We knew something wasn't right from the moment we awoke. It was like something was missing - a part of our very souls - and we couldn't sense the deficiency, no matter how hard we tried. A hundred million eyes adjusted to the dark all at once, all surprised to be awakened so soon. We ran through our checklists of limbs and senses, drawing ourselves out of our dreams piece by piece. Some went back to sleep, unaware, unbothered, too tired to notice the difference. Some lay in bed, too anxious to stand until the light of dawn crept through their windows at last, and they were sure the monsters in their closets had gone back to sleep. Some leapt from their slumbers, more keenly aware than others that the missing pieces were important. But we didn't know. We couldn't have. Not until we found ourselves standing in the light and discovered: We no longer had shadows.

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