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Sanity’s End
Prologue
I’m afraid that it has all come down to this. The final fight for survival. Man versus the mighty forces of nature. Our luck has finally run dry, withered up like a dying tree. Many of you may be thinking, what the heck is going on? And I’ll tell you. The Earth as we know it is coming to an end.
Let me explain. These past couple weeks have been the most difficult and the most frustrating weeks of my life. It all started on the first of June, when everyone was casually watching the evening news together. The anchorman received an announcement from NASA saying, “On June 21, one of the world’s largest and most spectacular meteor showers will take place over the Pacific Ocean, eastern Asia and Australia, and western North and South America.” People were happy, excited to see the starry show on the 21st. But the bliss could not last.
Two days later, NASA gave another announcement; this one like a dark foreboding cloud. “It has come to our attention that the meteor shower forecasted to appear on June 21 has an unusually large rogue asteroid trailing behind it. It has enough power to wipe out a large percentage of life on Earth… including humans,” the crestfallen anchorman said somberly.
And thus, we then knew that the apocalypse was hurtling toward us at thousands of miles per hour in the form of a giant asteroid that had broken free of the asteroid belt that lay just beyond Mars.
Depressing, no?
With the news that their whole world was going to come to a shuddering halt in mere weeks, people began to panic, naturally. Everyone was afraid to even walk outside their own homes. They would constantly check the skies to make sure there were no signs of impending doom about to rain down. Business owners saw a window of opportunity in consumer sales, so they raised the prices of everything that would be necessary to stock up on, such as food, water, clothes, and so on. Not to mention that they began laying off their workers by the thousands. In less than a month, almost one-third of the American population was out of work. Gas had risen to over five dollars a gallon, which made it pretty much obsolete to drive a car. Most sensible people chose to ride bikes or walk everywhere.
The government did everything they could to calm the frayed nerves of the people, but their soothing words were all for naught. Riots and protests rose in streets all across the globe, each voice screaming unanimously, Help us! Do something! Don’t let us die! But there was nothing they could do, except for evacuating all cities within one thousand miles from the Pacific Ocean and bring them to the eastern safety. Bomb shelters were being erected hastily, for the work was arduous and time in short supply. The immigrants from the west were treated like vermin. The community homes built for them were of much similarity to the Jewish ghettos in World War II. The “Westies” as they were called were blamed for food shortages and the depression growing worldwide.
Here is where my story begins. It’s not just my story, but the story of the Earth, the story of human nature at its best and worst, and the story of how the will to live outlasts any weakness or cowardice. The meteor shower is just days away and tensions rise like fevered blood. Welcome to my world.
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