When The Lights Go Out

Years ago there was a machine. It was a box made up of one way mirrors. When you went in all you saw was your reflection and the light bulbs. On every side of each square mirror there was a row of light bulbs. They were a blue color, then they became purple, then white. Then they turned off. When the lights went out, you died instantaneously. The box was used on people the leaders didn't approve of. They watched you die, laughing as if someone told a funny joke.

Two years after the machine was created, a man named Joshua Neil stepped into the box. He was twenty three. The king didn't like that he was a brunette. The lights changed and went off, when the lights came back on, he was gone. The king had searched for him for weeks, but he was never found.

This began to happen to multiple victims of the box and finally, it was shut down for good. It was put in a museum as a memorial. Now, it is looked at as a symbol of a darker more recent past.

Now, that the population is nearly gone and we are the only people alive, that's our only chance of survival. Going into the box and disappearing.

How do we know it will work?

Because we were born for this. We are the only ones alive and the only ones who can stop this. Whatever this is. We are the Joshua Neils' of our generation. We will go into the unknowns of the box and we will fight for our planet.

The only problem is that whatever caused this was smart and isn't making it easy for us.