Solar flares of brighter red then the already decaying frothing ocean in the sky. Probably thousands of miles away, but was close enough to lick the sky in a long serpants toung. The sun had been black for a week now. But, already, things have changed. The reports from all over the world stained the tv newscasts like black mold. Infecting everything in fear. Massacres of important people, the annilation of entire countries until we surrendered to our fate. The war found its way to our city. But by the time it happened, we could barely fight. The army that once protected us, forced entire families out of their homes. I watched other families rush out of their homes with enough baggage to fill their cars. I dont know where they are going, trying to escape the change, probably. But nothing can escape anymore. The blood sky hovers over me like a continual reminder that nothing is safe, nothing can escape. I open a new box of cigarettes, taking out another bar, it was calming to me. Being up here on the second story, i some how felt safe from the world. A dragon high up in my tower, alone and untouched as i lit the bar. I heard the click of my neibors back door as the loud screech of the screen door followed. I watched the women come out with a cig and her cellphone, as usual. Although she seemed different, paler, her eyes darker around the edges as if she hadnt slept. I understood, i couldnt sleep either. Not even smoking helped. The bloody hole that was the sun never went away. The world was plunged into a continuous red light, it made the difference between night and day completely impossible to detect. She looked at me and smiled, asking me who was playing the remix of White Rabbit that i was playing. I smiled back and told her. Our conversation slowly drifted towards the events, although avoiding the more obvious. I think she was too terrified of it, so i let her talk and didnt bring up the sky or the obvious purple under her eyes. She told me about a newscast about another shot, like the flu shot. That was now manditory. To my shock she told me that people were being pulled out of their homes for it. She showed me a ball of gauze that was tapped to her arm with medical tape. My heart dropped, i never had this shot. Were these creatures going to come after md now? I let the conversation die, my mind was turnning this over. My husband was excited about the change, but cautious like me. We waited, watching the old world fall. They got his respect when they massacred the white house. I just wasnt sure about this, i am naturally a neutral person. I see both sides of the spectrum. I see the deaths of greedy people who deserve it. But i also see the suffering on the innocent lives it created. This didnt seem right. My heart beat fast as i watched my husband walk down the street, never to come back. Was soda that important that he would brave thos war. I lit another bar, but in my nervousness i shredded the paper with the flame and had to light it again. Sirens hummed in the distance, once a symbol of safety and the hint of corruption. I would, personally, rather have the corruption then the terror these pale creatures, in the shape of men, form in the bottom of my stommach. It turned and i felt bile rising in my mouth when i heard talking up the steps to my apartment. Oh please god, dont let it be them. Please, just make the knocking go away. I wont let them have me, i wont take the shot. I have my katana ready, the only thing i have. Im lucky for my training, because this is going to be bloody. Like that terrifyingly beautiful sky. I will paint the walls and i will find him.
Posted on: Sun, 23 Jun 2013 17:20:58 +0000
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