This is my first time writing SciFi so crushing reviews are wanted. Thank you in advance
Lightning Platoon 106
9.12.2048
Suur-Karjala, Finland
It was yet another peaceful autumn day, the leaves were dropping of the trees and had changed color. Birds flew over an old house whizzing past clouds and tree tops -they were flying off to south for the winter in flocks. Jari Merinen was sitting on the porch of his house, on an old wooden chair. The porch was painted clear sky blue, as was the chair, though one could argue that clearness was not one of their attributes. Jari’s house was old, built even before the new millennia. It was almost as old as Jari himself, built of wood and stone. The roof was unlike those in the houses built these days, it wasn't flat. The house gave a nice homelike feeling, or that is what Jari always told people, or that is what he would have told people if some ever visited him. So he had decided.
His house was built far away from the actual city of Karjala, people scarcely came this far into the "wilderness" -as they called it- these days. Gone were the days when work was done simply by man and not by some abdominal machine.
Jari shook his head.
He sipped his beer and wondered about life. He was at ease resting his old bones on the cushions. He had decided to keep a day off work and rest at home.
Jari took a better position to sleep on the chair and smiled as the alcohol started slowing down his stray of thoughts.
There was a loud hissing sound, and Jari woke up from his half sleep. He looked up at the sky; he couldn’t see properly and fumbled for his glasses.
He finally found them from the metallic table behind him, swiftly he snatched them from it and placed them on.
There was a small black object plummeting down from the sky not too far from where Jari was. His eyes widened as he understood what he saw.
The object was quickly making its way towards the ground level, as the alarms set off all around the city.
Then the object hit and there was a brief silence.
Jari could only mumble a curse before the bomb exploded. “Fuck,” he said.
First, he saw the burst of light as the energy of the explosion emitted itself to the air. Then he heard the abominable sound that broke his eardrums and he wailed in agony and dropped onto his knees, grasping for his hurt ears with his hands. Then came the effects of the radiation, he could see as his skin started to darken before his very eyes. He began screaming, but no sound came out, instead vermilion blood sprayed a new paint coating for his porch. His body hit the floor and he twitched, he felt only pain. Then came the blast itself and he was lifted off the porch ground along with everything that wasn’t bolted onto the structures. He flew two meters backwards and hit the wall and fell to the ground. His skin rapidly turning black, his ears and nose bleeding. He coughed blood. His hair started falling off in brown lumps. He felt the pain as his eyesight vanished. Then came the heat from the explosion, which scorched him even though the radiation had destroyed most of his nerves off. He could feel the full force of fusion energy on his body just before the dark abyss took him into its cold caress. Everything on the radius of twenty-five kilometres was evaporated and reduced to dust.
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