Apocalyptic

This story was written by Kim Ross. Kim also wrote Ghostly Image, which was published here a couple of weeks ago.

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Within seconds a blinding flash obscured the horizon summoning a tsunami, submerging the city! Holding my child Madi against me, we wrestled torrid forces, dodged debris through a waterlogged wasteland rapidly filling with decay.

Survivors were crowding upon a lone roof. We swam to them.

“What happened?” I asked a stranger.

Menacing jets flew overhead. He said, “They’re not ours!”

A white mushroom cloud burst blanketing us in fallout, immediately blistering our skin.

Hysterically I cried, “We’ve been nuked!”

Madi screamed. “War sucks —”!

My desiccating lips screeched, “Why —”?

I touched Madi’s face as our flesh disintegrated into ash…