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Last Train Headed West

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
An ancient virus, released by the melting permafrost, steals life from the world. A lonely survivor leaves the city for a remote western village seeking a place of refuge away from the bodies of the dead.

Submitted: August 17, 2019

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Might as well climb aboard, take the last train west. Thank God they all went autonomous back in ’31 or I’d be stuck here in the city of the dead, my only companions the putrid bodies littering the streets.

The scientists (before they, too, died) said it was a virus that did us in. Some ancient bug released when the arctic permafrost melted.

I lived while millions died. There must be others, somewhere, but I haven’t seen ‘em.

I’m headed west, not looking to find anyone, not anymore, just need to get away from the stench. The dead rot, you know? They swell and burst, their disintegrating bodies foul the ground, the air.

Animals seem immune. Maybe I’ll find myself a dog. There’s a lot of them out there, mostly gone feral though. Gotta be careful, find a good one, one that won’t kill and eat me.

I’ll find some remote little town where there weren’t many people, somewhere the air still smells clean.

I’ll find me an abandoned cabin, learn to live off the land. Me and my dog, we’ll sit on the front porch, listen to the lonely wind singing in the trees.

Lonely, I understand lonely.


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