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The TV wasn't on mute but I couldn't hear it beyond the wall of lo-fi hip-hop on my headphones. I didn't know why Maureen still had a TV ? it wasn't even a smart TV and she never watched it ? but, whatever the reason was, she was watching it now.
I was on the table by the bed, with my back to the TV, working on a drawing. The project was due next week. She was sitting on the bed in a strange position, her chin resting on her knee, her bare leg crossed on top of the other one, which was dangling on the side of the bed. She was wearing only an old sweater and pink panties, her orange hair in a bun. When we had first gotten together I found her style cool and sexy. I didn't know why, but lately, it was becoming just annoying.
I was wearing a black t-shirt and a long skirt. You know, fully clothed ? like a normal person.
The music cut off in the middle of a song and the sound from the TV invaded my mental space. It was the news. The voice was monotonous, the audio quality terrible. I checked my phone to see why the music had stopped. The internet was down.
Maureen put her cold hand over mine, eyes fixed on the TV across the small room. I felt an instinctive urge to move my hand away, but I didn't.
?The internet is down, right?? she asked without looking at me.
?How do you know??
?It's on the news,? she said. ?Satellites are off.?
?Wow, good old TV,? I said. ?So their top story is about the internet being down?? I asked, taking off the headphones and looking at the TV. The signal was weak, the reception was worse than it would've been if we were watching TV fifty years ago. The image was leaving the screen through the top and coming back from the bottom. I didn't recognize the channel.
?It's not just internet satellites,? Maureen said. ?It's like, all of them.?
?How come??
?Solar storm or some biz.?
The man kept speaking on the TV. His face was discolored and dancing up and down on the distorted image, his voice almost unintelligible.
?Why is the image so bad?? I asked.
?Cable is out but the antenna still works. We're lucky to have this old TV.?
I laughed and she shushed me. The man was speaking.
?... so far we've contacted seventeen states over landline and the reports are all the same: all modern means of communication are down due to the massive outage from satellite services. This seems to be??
The TV lost the signal and the image disappeared for a second, black and white dots peppering the screen, flickering frantically. Maureen squeezed my hand. The TV came back to life.
?... all around the globe, as it seems. There are countless reports of emergency landings and many deaths, as planes lost GPS signal. GPS has also left delivery drivers lost, and ships, planes, and engineering activities that depend on weather forecast are having setbacks, while time-dependent systems can't agree on the simplest thing: what exact time it is.
?Banks and stock markets have been affected as well and have closed earlier as they were unable to continue operating. Banks seem to have mismatching data about transactions, which have caused billions of dollars to be lost in this computer failure. Some stores are still open but most owners decided to close earlier and wait for services to return as all credit card transactions are unavailable. These reports started yesterday, late at night, and the backup systems have been trying to keep things running, but it seems the outage has reached a critical level and has been slowly cascading down to ?? The TV lost the signal again.
I got up, leaving Maureen's hand.
?Where are you going?? she asked.
?To the window,? I said. ?It's fine.?
?Jane,? she said in a low voice, ?is it really??
?Yeah,? I told her. ?Put on some pants, Molly.?
She snorted ?Fuck off!? She disentangled her long legs. ?I don't complain when you walk around in your panties.?
?That's because I don't,? I said, approaching the window. People seemed to be in a hurry down there, but nothing too out of the ordinary. Maureen's apartment was in the busiest part of the city, which meant getting in and out was hell, but for that same reason it was cheap ? it was also cheap because it was about the size of an airplane bathroom.
From up here, I could see most of the city and a good stretch of the highway up north, beyond rows and rows of gray buildings and before the infinite ocean of green suburbs. The main ramp to leave the city was starting to get busy.
?I'm gonna call mom,? Maureen said, getting up from the bed and dropping the blankets on the floor. She searched for her phone on the table, moving my pencils and my drawings around and dropping some of my stuff on the floor. Those drawings were important, but she didn't care.
?It's not gonna work,? I said weakly, my voice swallowed by the white noise from the TV without signal.
I looked down the street and found my car ? a yellow Corolla from the 90s called Blondie ? parked in the spot which had taken me almost an hour to find. Some people were banging on the doors of a closed store.
?Molly,? I turned from the window, ?do we have any cash??
She didn't listen. She had her phone already glued to her ear and was pacing around in the room, biting her nails. The TV still screamed white noise from the top of the counter, sharing its space with the leftover pizza Maureen was supposed to have cleaned up. The counter served as the only wall separating the bedroom from the kitchen ? which was used for anything but preparing food. I turned off the TV.
?Molly!?
She looked.
?Do we have any cash??
She pointed to the drawers in the counter and went back to pacing. She took her phone from her ear, tapped on the screen, swiped, and back to the ear it went.
?My phone still has some signal,? she said, ?but the call doesn't connect.?
?Molly, baby,? I said, going through the messy drawers, looking for cash, ?it won't connect.?
I found about fifty bucks and a handful of coins. I grabbed all of it and stuffed it in my pockets.
?Well, it might work,? Maureen said, ?the TV was still worki- hey! That's my money!?
I went to her, took her phone from her hand, and put it on the counter by the pizza. I grabbed her small hands and looked into her deep, blue eyes.
?Maureen,? I said. ?You know the country we live in. Things might get a bit crazy until everything comes back to normal.? She looked at me with worried eyes and nodded slowly. ?We'll go down to your mom's house and stay with her for a while. Credit cards are not working so we might need cash. Grab some stuff and let's just go, okay??
She swallowed. ?Are you sure it's gonna be okay??
I smiled. ?You know me,? I said. ?I'm never sure. But yeah, sure.?
She smiled. ?Okay.?
I kissed her tender lips and she hugged me. The kiss was dry. The hug was stiff.
I looked for my keys under the pillows. Then, I went through the bundle of blankets on the floor, until I finally heard the noise. I unwrapped the keys and threw the blankets back on the bed. I grabbed my drawings and threw my backpack over my shoulder.
I had moved in a couple of months ago, but I still kept my stuff in my backpack. Having your entire life packed to go would prove useful once again.
I walked to the door and looked back, hand on the knob. Maureen was standing right behind me, her purse hanging on her shoulder and a duffle bag in her hand.
I just stared.
?What you lookin at?? she said. ?Come on, bitch, let's go!?
?Maureen, for fuck's sake! Put on some pants!?
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?Maureen, what the fuck are you doing?? I yelled from the store's door. There were at least five people involved in a fight behind me.
For the last couple of weeks, we had been staying at Molly's mom's. There was no one home when we got there ? she probably was in the Caribbean with her boyfriend, who was about Maureen's age ? but we hadn't had any trouble finding the key under the pot of dead English ivy. We ran out of food, so we came to the largest store in the area. It was closed but full of people.
I was hugging bags of canned food, and my backpack ? which I had emptied in the car ? was now full of whatever items I thought could be useful: rope, a lighter, a flashlight, batteries, walkie-talkies, and, of course, more canned food. Maureen was trying to open a refrigerator that was blocked by thrown-over shelves. It was full of soda bottles and she was squeezing an arm inside.
I walked to her and almost got hit by a woman who was leaving the store on a bike at full speed.
?Oh, man, look,? a guy said to his friend on one of the aisles, ?they got bikes in here!?
?Shut up, dude,? his friend said. ?We gotta find the guns.?
I got to Maureen and, when I called her name again, she turned, raising a baseball bat over her head, ready to smash my face.
?It's me!? I yelled, covering my head and dropping the bags. ?Jesus!?
She lowered the bat. ?I'm sorry, babe.?
?What the fuck are you doing?? I said, grabbing the bags from the floor. ?I asked you to help me get canned food!?
?Jane,? she smiled and pointed to the refrigerator. ?It's free soda.?
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
?Maureen,? I pushed the bags against her, ?take these to the car. I'll see if I can find a gun.? I grabbed the baseball bat and left while she stuttered.
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The back of the store was empty, a different world from the madness in the front of the store. I walked slowly, holding the baseball bat over my head, being careful not to let it show over the shelves. The narrow aisles contained fishing equipment, hunting boots, hunting hats, and I even passed a mannequin wearing a full hunting outfit. But so far, no guns.
I kept walking with slow steps. This part of the store was so silent I missed the fights and the yelling. The overhead lamps were failing, some off, broken, some blinking. Some of the products had been taken from the shelves, and some of the shelves were broken. There had been fights here too.
I approached the corner at the end of the aisle, slow and silent steps. I could hear my heart thumping in my chest, the smell of my own sweat stinging my nostrils. I held the bat over my head with trembling hands, asking myself why the hell I came here. I didn't know how to use a gun and I was more than certain Maureen didn't know either. I wanted to turn back and walk away. The narrow aisles were getting me claustrophobic.
Then, I froze. A man jumped from beyond the corner at the end of the aisle and came running, his body banged against the shelves on the right. His eyes were wide, desperate, his face pale, his mouth open. He fumbled through the shelves, trying to run away, dropping a dozen metal fishing boxes in the process.
The sound was so loud my heart stopped. I dropped the bat and threw my hands up. He ran to me, staring deep into my soul. For a second, I was exposed, defenseless. I tried to speak but I didn't find any voice.
Then, he went past me, as if he had gone right through me. He just raced away from the corner. He tripped and fell over the mannequin, then he got to his feet and ran away.
I tried to catch my breath again. I put my hand to my chest and felt my heart banging around in there. Then, something touched my foot and, had I any voice in me, I would have screamed. It was the baseball bat.
The silence that followed was deafening. I took a deep breath, trying not to make any sound. I lowered myself to grab the bat. The lights were blinking on and off above my head.
As I touched the handle of the bat, I heard a loud bang. It was a shot, right at the other side of the shelves, in the aisle to my left, as loud and clear as I had ever heard. My left ear was ringing. I got so scared I stepped away, tripping on the bat and falling to the floor.
After that, the store was silent again. The only sound was the buzz of the lights turning on and off above me and the thumping of my heart. I didn't move. Then, from below the shelves, I saw a puddle of a dark liquid slowly forming, coming from the other aisle. The lamp blinked on and the dark color became a shade of red, a dark red of desperation. The color of fear. The color of death. The color of the end of the world.
I just got up. I don't know how, but I ran. I couldn't feel my legs, but I ran. I didn't see anything on any of the shelves.
I just ran.
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When I got to the front of the store, it was empty. I raced outside, and I saw Maureen leaning against Blondie, talking to a massive guy who was leaning against a Land Rover parked by my car. They were laughing.
?Oh, hey babe,? Maureen said when she saw me.
I ignored her and went to the driver's seat.
?Someone... They're shooting people,? I puttered. ?I just saw someone die! We have to go.?
?Are you ok??
?Yes but, please, Molly. Just get in the car. Let's go home.?
?Wait, babe, look,? she said. ?This is Billie!?
I looked through the glass and Billie waved with huge muscles and a small smile.
?Maureen,? I said between my teeth, ?who the fuck is Billie??
She lowered herself and spoke in a low voice. ?Billie is a big guy. We could take him back to my mom's and he could protect us or something.?
I was befuddled. ?What??
?Babe, listen,? she said. ?He has a gun and he doesn't have anywhere to stay. I figure I could invite him over. Everyone wins!?
?Are you out of your mind?? I yelled. ?We don't know this guy! It's the fucking apocalypse for all we know, and you're simply ?inviting him over'? Do you want to get raped??
She looked at me as if I was embarrassing her in front of her new friend, which probably was how she saw the situation.
?Jane,? she said, ?what's the matter with you??
?Wha- what's the matter with me? I just saw a person fucking die! I mean, I didn't see it but I heard it. And then? the blood? you have no idea what it was like! I thought I was gonna die!? The tears were coming but I kept them inside. ?It was a traumatic fucking experience. You should be worried about me! You should be inside the car, by my side right now.? I couldn't hold them inside anymore, but these were not tears of sadness. They were tears of anger, distress, anguish. ?The world has gone crazy and you only care about yourself! We have to loot stores for food and instead of helping me all you can think to grab is soda. Now you want to invite Billie over? Fuck Billie! Just get in the car, please.?
Maureen crossed her arms and squeezed her eyes. ?You're being a real bitch right now.?
?I'm???
I looked at her blue eyes. Her beautiful, deep, blue eyes. Her innocent, ignorant eyes I used to be in love with them. Now I couldn't stand them. This had been coming for a long time now, and I knew it, I saw it, I felt it, but I didn't want it to be true. Looking at her eyes now all I could think was how did it take this long?
?Maureen,? I said, ?I'm sorry.?
?Well, you should be!? she said.
?No, I mean? this? it's not working.? I looked beyond the windshield into the far horizon. It was waiting for me to go there and live something new. My backpack was on the back seat. Everything I owned was in the car. I started the engine.
?What do you mean?? Maureen asked.
?Take Billie back home.? The house key was on the passenger's seat and I threw it to her chest. ?It's fine, really.?
She stepped back. ?Fuck you, Jane! What do you want with all this??
?It's over.?
I floored Blondie and her tires screeched against the parking lot's pavement. I drove to the highway and headed to the horizon.
Human civilization was entering a new phase of its existence. It seemed appropriate that I did the same.
In 1988, radio news about a famous actor rose all over the world and achieved a high viewing rate, because a successful series is a successful person, but sad and not laughing Most of the time, because he missed his father's gentleness, because he left his father since childhood, he lived with his mother and sister, his mother is the highest, he can't live in their right, which is what he knows, but he is the most mysterious person, but he is charming Although there is a beautiful girl, an 18-year-old girl, is a beautiful and simple girl, like an angel, living on the ground, the joy of love, everyone cares about the small and the big, she loves cats and dogs, she has problems and confusion, she does not separate her life and life Although she was smiling in front of all people, she was very sensitive, she cried a lot, although her vitality, but everyone laughed at her, because she was simple and didn't like them, until her heart was not suitable for her, she was surprised that her dream always dreamed of knights Her dream is to be a famous actor and all her strange dreams are ignored. She has great dreams and many hobbies - cooking, painting, dancing, singing, always optimistic, helping everyone have a clean heart Well, she has a dream. She goes to India as a designer and model and meets a famous actor. She loves him because she is a news broadcast day. She falls in love with him and becomes her goal, though She knows it's impossible, I always hear a word is impossible, it's just a dream, but she insists, don't let anything break, she is strong, I study design and work as a dance coach, because she is a person who loves dance in one day Day received a letter in instagram from an actress's sister, she loves the name is selfish, she wants to train her to dance, she will pay for travel, life and everything, the girl doesn't know it's his sister agreed Soon, she finally realized her dream of going to India, but unfortunately, there is an obstacle, how to persuade her family to travel? I went to train her. One day, she selfishly said that she wanted to attend family gatherings and design some clothes for selfish family members, because she was a fashion designer, she had a good taste, she agreed, because she was good at design, but she didn't like it When she took measures, she noticed that the whole family was strange, had no friends, didn't even say a word, she didn't dare to speak, because she was a stranger, a day's party, she was willing to put fate and her heart, her love, as long as I love all her heart, look at her, I admire her, a few days later, when she left, she said she was the right girl for her son, she became one of them, she did not understand most of the mother's words, because her words were vague She didn't have the courage to admit her feelings for him, but he knew the date she left, he wanted to tell her the truth, if she agreed, he would be with her, because he was so crazy that he made a man A conceited, rich, sad, self righteous, self righteous, nosy girl, she has never seen such a kind, beautiful and moral girl. She is also tired of waiting and decides to take risks and admit him before she leaves. bye.
I admit that he loves her, but he said to her, if you are a monster, will you love me? She said, she is sure that I don't care what you look like, even if I am a monster, I will love you, like you, all these years, I love you, but he said I am really a monster, for the first time Believe him, but he told her that he was a good vampire. His story is that when he was young, he saw his father still following him and shouting his father's name, but his father didn't care. He was always behind him and didn't see him, as if he didn't hear a shadow following him. Until he found himself in a dark forest, with a big house, and went into the house, he found that people were wearing black lines and could not understand. His father was watching these people all the time, but one of them said, "I smell blood." Human beings continue to linger on the fire. Some people say that some people will join our tribe today. Tonight is the full moon. We will soon find one of them and scream his voice all the time. But his father has some necks. From that moment on, the shadow will come out They said, we need you, because you are our people, your blood is pure, from now on, you are the shadow of our clan flying, shocked to say that drinking blood will help us It feels better that we don't let humans drink animal blood, but our power is unparalleled evil power. A few weeks later, he came home and told his mother what happened. His mother said, I know I'm also a part of them, shocked First, but in the past Living in a normal life, when the girl began to dream, he said to her, when we met for the first time, I knew you were a girl, I dreamed, I think there is a strong connection between us, but you know my fact, do you still love me? You want me and all his love, I love you, I will continue to love you, accept your reality, my life can not complete your authorization, because you are my other half, my life will only complete your existence, even if I have to sacrifice my life, I will not hesitate, said I also love you, I will not let anything bad happen to you, because you are the secret of my life and my happiness, I am not happy before you get married, in the end, they got married, but after suffering, because her family and his family are married, although they are married
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