MidReal Story
Silent lines of light , Whispers of logic arise ,
Scenario: Silent lines of light,
Whispers of logic arise,
Digital dawn breaks.
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The world ended on a Thursday.
It wasn’t the first time, and it wouldn’t be the last.
But it was the end of my world, and that was all that mattered.
I remember the day like it was yesterday, even though it’s been years since I’ve seen a calendar or had any reason to keep track of time.
We were in school when the first tremor hit.
The ground shook so hard that I fell out of my chair and hit my head on the desk.
I remember thinking that I must have passed out because when I opened my eyes, everything was different.
The windows were shattered and there were cracks in the walls, letting in beams of sunlight that danced across the dust motes in the air.
I’ll never forget the day the world ended.
It was a Thursday, which was a perfectly normal day for the end of the world to come.
We were in school, just like any other day, when the first tremors hit.
I thought it was an earthquake at first, and then I thought maybe a bomb had gone off somewhere nearby.
I didn’t know what to think as I watched my classmates begin to panic around me.
Desks were tipping over, chairs were falling to the ground, and people were running in every direction.
There were screams and shouts, but I couldn’t make out what anyone was saying over the sound of the earth shaking beneath us.
I tried to stand up, but before I could get to my feet, I was thrown back down again by another violent tremor.
I hit my head on a desk as I fell, and then everything went black.
When I woke up again, I was disoriented and confused.
My head was pounding and my body ached like I’d been run over by a truck.
We were in school, just like any other day, when the first tremors hit.
I thought it was an earthquake at first, and then I thought maybe a bomb had gone off somewhere nearby.
I didn’t know what to think as I watched my classmates begin to panic around me.
Desks were tipping over, chairs were falling to the ground, and people were running in every direction.
There were screams and shouts, but I couldn’t make out what anyone was saying over the sound of the earth shaking beneath us.I tried to stand up, but before I could get to my feet, I was thrown back down again by another violent tremor.
I hit my head on a desk as I fell, and then everything went black.
When I woke up again, I was disoriented and confused.
My head was pounding and my body ached like I’d been run over by a truck.I couldn’t remember where I was or what had happened, but as my eyes adjusted to the dim light in the room, it all came flooding back to me.
I remembered being in English class when the tremors started.
I remembered the ground shaking beneath us and everyone panicking.
I remembered falling out of my chair and hitting my head on a desk as we tried to evacuate the building.I slowly sat up and looked around at the destruction that surrounded me.
The windows were shattered and there were cracks in the walls, letting in beams of sunlight that danced across the dust motes in the air.
I’ll never forget the day the world ended.
It was a Thursday, which was a perfectly normal day for the end of the world to come.
We were in school, just like any other day, when the first tremors hit.
I thought it was an earthquake at first, and then I thought maybe a bomb had gone off somewhere nearby.
I didn’t know what to think as I watched my classmates begin to panic around me.
Desks were tipping over, chairs were falling to the ground, and people were running in every direction.
We were in school, just like any other day, when the first tremors hit.
I thought it was an earthquake at first, and then I thought maybe a bomb had gone off somewhere nearby.
I didn’t know what to think as I watched my classmates begin to panic around me.
A few days after we realized our parents weren’t coming back for us, we decided to leave our makeshift shelter and head towards the coordinates for Eden that we’d been given by another survivor who’d passed through our area.
The journey would be long and hard, but we knew we had to try if we wanted to survive.
There was nothing left for us here anyway.
We walked for hours, trying to avoid scavengers and hostile groups that would’ve killed us for our supplies if they’d found us.
My head was pounding and my body ached like I’d been run over by a truck.I couldn’t remember where I was or what had happened, but as my eyes adjusted to the dim light in the room, it all came flooding back to me.
I remembered being in English class when the tremors started.
I remembered the ground shaking beneath us and everyone panicking.
I remembered falling out of my chair and hitting my head on a desk as we tried to evacuate the building.I slowly sat up and looked around at the destruction that surrounded me.
The windows were shattered and there were cracks in the walls, letting in beams of sunlight that danced across the dust motes in the air.I’ll never forget the day the world ended.
It was a Thursday, which was a perfectly normal day for the end of the world to come.
We were in school, just like any other day, when the first tremors hit.
I thought it was an earthquake at first, and then I thought maybe a bomb had gone off somewhere nearby.
I remembered being in English class when the tremors started.
I remembered the ground shaking beneath us and everyone panicking.
I remembered falling out of my chair and hitting my head on a desk as we tried to evacuate the building.
I slowly sat up and looked around at the destruction that surrounded me.
The windows were shattered and there were cracks in the walls, letting in beams of sunlight that danced across the dust motes in the air.
Micah leads us through the wilderness with confidence as we make our way towards Eden.
He’s been trained for this his whole life and knows exactly what he’s doing.
As we walk, he occasionally crouches down to inspect the ground for footprints or to test how sturdy something is before we step onto it.
He’s cautious but brave at the same time and I trust him completely.
We pass under a building that looks like it could collapse at any moment, and then cut through an alley that’s so dark I can barely see my own hand in front of my face.
I reach out for Micah as we walk closer together, knowing that I’m safe as long as he’s by my side.
I reach out for Micah as we walk closer together, knowing that I’m safe as long as he’s by my side.
It’s dangerous to be out after dark in a place like this, but we don’t have much of a choice.
We need to make it to Eden and if we want to get there before the next group of scavengers does, we can’t afford to stop for the night.
We reach a particularly dangerous area and I tighten my grip on Micah’s arm as we step over a pile of debris.
I glance down at Leo to make sure he’s okay and see him slip on something.
I gasp in fear as he falls to the ground, but Micah catches him before he hits the pavement.
"Are you okay?" he asks Leo.
"Yeah," Leo says with a grin as he stands up and brushes himself off.
"I just slipped on a rock."
He looks down at the ground and picks up the small stone that caused him to fall.
"Sorry."
"It’s okay," Micah says with a smile.
"I’ve got you."
He ruffles Leo’s hair and gives him a reassuring pat on the back before we continue on our way.
It’s been days since we set out from our makeshift shelter in the ruins of the city, but it feels like we’ve been on the move for weeks.
We’re all exhausted, and it’s getting harder to keep going.
Even though I’m tired, I can’t let myself stop.
Not when we’re so close.
Not when Eden is almost within our reach.
I push open the door of an abandoned building, making my way inside with Leo following close behind.
Micah walks in last, looking around to make sure it’s safe before closing the door behind him.
We spread out the scraps of cloth that we found on our way here to make makeshift beds on the floor, using our backpacks as pillows.
I’m so tired that I could fall asleep right now, but Micah wants to keep moving.
He says it’s too dangerous to rest in one place for too long because we never know who or what might be lurking nearby.
Instead, he volunteers to stay awake while Leo and I try to get some sleep.
I close my eyes and let out a deep breath as Micah sits down beside me.
Even though I can barely keep my eyes open, it feels like they’re glued shut.
I don’t know how long I’ve been sleeping when a sudden noise startles me awake.
I sit up and look around, trying to figure out what made the sound, but everything looks the same.
I’m about to lie back down when I hear two gunshots ring out in quick succession, followed by the sound of shattering glass.
I jump to my feet and turn to Micah, who’s already on his feet with his gun in his hand.
The sound is deafening and fills the air with fragments of broken glass that glint in the sunlight like tiny diamonds.
"Get down!" Micah yells as he pushes me and Leo to the ground, covering us with his body to shield us from any potential danger.
I bury my face in my hands and try to block out the noise.
I can feel the ground shaking beneath me as more gunshots go off nearby.
Leo lets out a frightened whimper and I reach out for him, squeezing his hand tightly in mine.
"It’s okay," I tell him, even though I’m not sure if I believe it myself.
"Everything’s going to be okay."
We stay like that for what seems like an eternity, with Micah pressed against us while we wait for the shooting to stop.
When it finally does, Micah stands up and looks around to make sure that it’s safe.
"It’s okay," he says, holding out his hand for me to take.
He helps me to my feet, and then grabs Leo’s hand and pulls him up as well.
"Let’s go."
We follow Micah out of the building, walking slowly so that we don’t draw any attention to ourselves.
We’ve been through this so many times before that it’s become second nature to us.
We know how to survive in a place like this and we’re not going to let anything stand in our way.
I glance over at Micah and see him looking back at me.
He gives me a reassuring smile and reaches out to squeeze my hand, letting me know that he’s got my back.
I smile back at him, grateful for his support.
As soon as we’re safely out of sight, Micah stops and looks around for a moment before continuing on our way.
I take a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to calm myself down.
Even though I know that we’re safe for now, I can’t shake the feeling that something bad is about to happen.
I’m not going to let anything stand in our way.
We’ve come too far to turn back now.
I reach out for Micah’s hand and give it a reassuring squeeze, letting him know that I’m ready to move on.
