Megan Mannelly

As The Darkness Swallows Me

One hundred years ago, humanity fell like bombs raining from a grey sky. We had destroyed the world around us with our hate towards each other, poisoning the dirt beneath our feet with such venom that grass no longer grew. The air above became clouded as gasses built up, the carcasses of birds plummeting to the ground like acid rain. My ancestors had to flee underground as weapons of destruction fell from the heavens like angels of death, destroying everything they touched. Well, at least that’s what the rumors say. Sometimes I have nightmares about what it must have been like, the loud screams, the scuffling feet of the masses as they clawed to get into bunkers far beneath the surface, the sirens blaring in the distance as a large ball of light came rushing, closer and closer as the clock ticked.