A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Day 132, Saturday
May 12th, 2018
Chapter Six: The Cloud
Ash shot in to the stratosphere and fell back to the ground, burying North America in poisonous dust.
Clouds of fine particles, and streams of deadly gases covered the entire world, blocking all light from the sun.
Within days nearly every living creature on the face of the earth was dead.
Those that survived were the most determined.
There were many who had prepared for some kind of doomsday. They were survivalists, they had prepared for nuclear war, an alien invasion, a zombie apocalypse, but not this.
A majority of those survivalists either died in the preliminary blast, and the subsequent correlated upheavals, or the chaos that ensued. Many died trying to reach their secret bunkers while roads became impassable, and they were buried in the fallout.
Nevertheless, there were many who did make it. Many who had sequestered themselves in hidden enclaves, in secret compounds. Some of them worked together.
For them, their stores of food needed to last years beyond decades. It would take that long for the sun to reappear.
Human beings quickly became their own worst enemy.
Outsiders became foodstuff.
Cannibalism set in, as it always did.
It was, once again, the end of civilization.
The human race had faced this before, it was difficult, nearly impossible, but they had an Observer helping them in the past, they had Jim.
They made it through.
This time there would be no rescue, no wisdom from beyond, no help of any kind.
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