Afterthought

Footsteps echoed throughout the wide chamber. A man walked in the shadows. He observed the conditions of the outside: a sandstorm was raging on. "The once vegetated Illinois, has now become arid and dry," the man thought to himself. "Grandfather had always spoken of a time when he would play outside during the raging blizzards and would play outside even in the worst drought. The definition of drought has changed since then." The man scanned the ground for any sign of vegetation. None was in sight. " Why must this happen? What has happened to the trees and the bushes? What has become of this barren world?" The man soon noticed that the sandstorm was subsiding. He dressed in his climate gear and attached his oxygen tank to the back of it. He proceeded outside and looked at the illuminated moon. The sun was setting, and soon night would fall upon the desert. He reflected on the fact that the oceans were starting to deplete. The man glanced at the moon once again and found a solution.