Alice sat up against a chair and tried to pull herself back together. The visions from the window were still fresh in her mind and it was hard to shake the miles and miles of grey barren land she saw. It was as if there was a deep crater where there should have been life. Every few feet or so there were little wisps of smoke as if everything had been burned up. As far as the eye could see, everything was dead.
She was taken back to a small memory of a little girl with golden pigtails in curls with an older man, maybe her grandfather. They were playing in the tall green grass. He was chasing her. She could hear laughter, pure innocent laughter as the girl ran away looking over her shoulder. The dream was suddenly clouded by a dark cloud that passed over the sun. The girl and the man stopped and looked up, their faces started to change. They were melting. A small scream startled her awake and she found herself curled up on the floor. She must have fallen asleep.
It was now dark outside and she knew she needed her sleep to figure things out. The question remained on her mind: What happened to her world as she remembered it? She inched her way towards the couch. She didn’t want to turn on any lights to attract the wrong kind of people...if there was any life left out there. She wasn’t comfortable to sleep in the bedroom yet so the couch was the next best thing. She curled up and grabbed the blanket from the top of the head rest to keep her warm.
Tomorrow would be another day...
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