Earth: Population 1
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Sep 06, 2009 10:57 AM
"Hello... anyone out there?" No answer. Different day, same story. For seven years Nathen tried reaching someone through the radio he found. The thing was that Nat didn't know if anyone was left besides him. He just hoped. He was too young to remember how humenity disappered. He pressed the reciver again. "Hello... Anyone?" just satic as his answer. He gave up for the day, he walked outside, he was living on Mt. Washington in what used to be called Pittsburgh. He stood on an over look. The point, Hinez Field, PNC Park, and all the landmarks of Pittsburgh stood there crumbling, the rivers were dring up, and the wild life and trees were slowly decaying, the sun was setting, he looked up, "The Gorbees will be out soon." he walked back inside his selter and put up the barricades, he got a gun ready. "Not tonight, not tonight." The sun went down.
Welcome to Earth: Population 1
Sep 21, 2009 12:45 AM
Nathen suddenly jerked awake and listened intently for the noise that
must have woken him. Nothing. There was nothing but silence and
complete darkness. If it weren't for the pounding sound he could hear
from the beating of his own heart, he might have thought he was dead.
slowly sat up and continued to listen. He heard the sound again.
Muffled grunting and sniffing. Like a child hiding from the boogey man
under his covers, Nathen stayed as quit and still has he possibly
could. He could feel his grip on the gun increase to the point his
hands went numb but he couldn't control it. His primevel instincts
were in control and he felt hunted.
Nov 29, 2009 08:28 PM
In fact, that's exactly what any surviving human being was--hunted, prey for "those" who now called Earth home. Instincts unknown to him, and especially the dead billions of humans who were only a footnote in this new world's history, guided him. He surrendered his conscious will to their guiding. His gut guided him, and had kept him alive in the 7 years since what he liked to call: A-Day. As in, Annihilation Day. He just had to live another night. Listen! They knew he was there. Waiting. Just one mistake away from...the horror.
Apr 26, 2011 09:30 PM
On full alert now Nathan silently slid himself into his defensive position inside his barricades. Readying himself for the gruesome sight the Gorbees always provided but it didn't come. Instead he heard the scared sob of a child and the whimper of an animal. "Impossible" he breathlessly muttered. After 7 years with no human contact how could he possibly be found by a scared little girl wandering around with her family pet. Straining his ears for the sounds of those horrible monsters that were known to prowl his decaying home after dark he heard nothing but the small sounds of the strange pair.
Nathan deftly slid out of his safe zone, he couldn't leave this strange duo alone to fend for themselves, they would surely die in this world. And, after so long with out human contact a strange desire for companions began to drive him, a desire he didn't realize he was still capable of.