Author: Amy Hofstadter
It was tough, struggling, making way through the mass of dead bodies, and the infinite rubble. But I did reach the only human colony left in this part of the hemisphere. There were around 100 of us. Mainly young adults. I was welcomed, offered food and water. The food and water very hot, actually everything felt hot, it was like living in the furnace. I saw the clouds above, and thought, it will bring relief… but even the tiny drops of water that reached below felt like geyser kept on full.
A similar colony existed in the other hemisphere, I heard. I was told that there the people were struggling with an excessive cold. Sounded like the Earth’s cry for balance to me. A part in me also felt, perhaps it would be easier to face cold, then this furnace. I soon realized that everyone there felt the same, the hope, the desire to continue to live was swiftly diminishing.
And then came that dreadful night, we all were given a small bottle containing the liquid, we would add it to our last daily meal, and soon will be free from this torture, this living hell. I took the bottle, in my thoughts still I decided to walk around a little. Saw an Organtun, they look so much like us. It had the barbed wires almost as if sewn to its body. It was striving to reach on the top of a single Cedar tree, standing there, as if witness to our miseries.
I could feel its pain, its struggle, and despite all that its desire to continue to live. We the humans, who were most intelligent beings on Earth, how can we give up so easily. No, I have to go and stop everyone. We have to find ways to deal with it. I rushed, my feet failing me, my heart thumping!!
I felt a big jerk. Found that I on my bed, it is November 2018, and yes all is well. Or Is It??