We called the humans inside the simulation, Homo-Proso. Or Prosos for short. Since we could control anything in the simulation (except for the Prosos) we managed to get all of the Prosos to Nevada at the same time. The idea was for them to meet each other at the airport at once. To make it even easier, we parked the planes next to each other. The reaction of the Prosos was hilarious. Now we had to get them all to Area 51.
I tried to ignore the note on my door and the fact that there was nobody else in the world, but I found myself unable to stop thinking about that. I went to the kitchen to make myself coffee and there was another note on my fridge, this one read, “There is a vehicle waiting for you in your garage, please head towards it.” I forgot about my coffee and went to the garage, I thought this was some sort of joke from my coworkers, somehow they simply organized a prank on me, but when I got to the garage, the thought of a joke vanished. There was a RAM 1500 in my garage…
When I woke up my house was clean and my headache had cleared. What? How did this happen? I went to my bathroom and there was a note on my mirror. It said “You’re welcome, now please follow along and it will all be ok.” Who wrote the note? And what did they mean with “follow along”? I ripped it off my mirror and threw it to the trash. I served myself cereal and there was another note on my cereal box. It read “Don’t throw away the notes, finish your breakfast and go to your garage.” That was creepy, how did they know I threw away the note, and how did anyone write on the cereal box itself? I finished my cereal and took out a coffee mug wich unsurprisingly said “We need you to hurry up, we waited for you the whole day yesterday.” So I put my mug down and walked to my garage. I was expecting to find my Civic, but instead I was surprised by a Ferrari 458 Italia. My favorite car… In my garage. How did they know? The car plate said “Get in” and I did so willingly. I found a paper on the driver’s seat that said “Take this car to the airport, there is a flight there for you” This was the most awesome dream ever. So I drove to the airport, occasionally revving the engine up to 200 mph.
After that I went back home, I don’t know what made me go back since I knew that there was nothing there, but I simply went back. On my door was a paper, it read, “Please get out, we will send instructions for your transfer.” What? That was not there before I left… What was that paper saying? I double checked this was my house and it certainly was. I decided to check around for more papers, I looked everywhere I could on my house until I found one on the toilet top. This one read “Stop looking inside of your house, go to the airport.” Part of me thought it was a dream, and a part of me thought this could be really happening. I figured that if it was really happening, I should do what the papers say, and if it was a dream, I could do it as well, what could go wrong? So I went to the airport in a Ferrari.
“Shut it down!” Someone shouted, but there was chaos and panic everywhere and the jars kept breaking. Not long after, the boiling liquid was covering our shoes. Then one computer simply went black, and then another one, and soon after all of our computers died. How many lives lost? Most likely millions. I went into the wire room, it was even hotter than the computer room. I could see some wires had completely melted already and the rest were really hot. I got out my clippers and cut the main wires connecting to the Simulation Core. Then the breaking stopped, the wires started to cool down, but the simulation was very likely over, and so were millions of lives. The wires had been so hot, my hands had blisters from cutting them.
Flashing lights, buzzing sirens, chaos, and death. That was the only way to describe the first hours of the eternal darkness. August 12th 2045. Everyone that tried to flee the country or enter it, would die inevitably. Communication systems failed fast as well and there was no way to know what was happening out of the country. From one day to the other, the United States had gone from a global power, to a dark void. 9 months since that day had passed, and the darkness was here to stay.
I saw his blood paint the ground, paint my shirt, and color everything red. I looked at Nathan and his face is colorless, then I look back to where Buck was and I find myself staring at a zombie looking at me with murderous eyes and a hungry face. It was, or may I say, she was my mother… so we ran.