My NaNoWriMo entry for this year is up! I’m ready to go!
The Death of the Last Scientist
The year is 2116, the place is London. From the shadows of the ruins of University College London, a solitary figure walks out into the dim daylight. In her hand, trembling and cold, she holds a small sheet of paper; the esoteric squiggles and shapes, long lost to comprehension, are barely visible in the low light. In her other hand, a knife, drenched in blood, held in place by the flesh, bone, and organs that it has pierced. As she drops to the floor, wheezing out her last breath, Charlotte, clad in breathing apparatus and salvage gear, catches her, and holds her close. The scientist lifts her head heavily up to Charlotte’s ear and whispers “I’ve done it, I’ve done it. Open the doors and see what I’ve done”. The scientist falls away and with her last movement, points down to the light of the open doorway she came from. Charlotte looks up and walks toward the light…