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Catalyst
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Science Fiction
It was after the cold war of 2018 when people started disappearing. People in my school, my city, soon to be the world; people were disappearing. We were told to not think about it. To brush it off as a 'natural occurrence'. Normal people did. I was one of them. That was until the night of October 22nd 2033 when I was roused awake by my best friend opening my window, tears streaming down her eyes, the tracks reflecting in the light of the moon. "Claire?" I whispered running over to her, ignoring that I was in my underwear "They're after me Ty." She whispered as tears rolled down her cheeks "Who is?" She paced around the room, running her fingers through her hair "They... they broke into my house. They tortured my mom for information until she died. Ty, my mom is dead and they want me." She whisper-screamed at me, her voice breaking at the end "Who? Claire, you need to relax and tell me who is after you" Claire looked at me and shook her head as she bit her lip. I frowned "Tell me,' I said again 'You can trust me" "They.... they said I'm a..." She shook her head and wiped her eyes, smudging her eyeliner further "A what?" I said hurriedly She looked up from the floor, her eyes connecting with mine. "A Catalyst" My name is Tyler Reed; and it's my fault that I'm dying
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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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