In just one day, they take over, ravaging the planet. As the world takes a turn
for the worse, everyone finds ways to hide when the earth goes dark.
We have nowhere to go, nowhere to hide but the shadows. When the snow
begins to fall, I know there is no hope. It comes down in sheets, the snow
covering every inch of our mangled home. We leave the city, with no plan to turn
back, no matter what happens. It’s already gone, destroyed by them. The dark
woods we retreat into do nothing to stanch the fear. I cower in my mind’s dark
recesses, praying for escape. When we reach the water’s edge, the snow
tapers off and tears sting my eyes. We have nothing. I almost wish to turn.
But as I turn to our new, dark world and gaze through the final flakes of snow, I behold our last chance for survival and know we can fight back.
a peek into the origin of Hybrid, my current WIP