XX

Beyond the flickering a red, softly pulsating, light. Below the light a door. Even from this distance it looked heavy, and very locked, but it was still a door.

Above the door an understated sign.

[J.A.S.P.E.R]

  1. XXXIII
  2. My gaze dips every so often towards the clock, which I have now sat down in front of me. It’s amazing how much slower time moves when you’re actively watching it. Despite only waking up a bit over an hour ago I’m feeling tired, but not a physical tiredness, it’s all mental. A million questions […]

  3. VIII
  4. The shock wave rippled through their camp site, and several hours earlier than they were anticipating. The plan had always been to be further from the impact site, but communication delays had hindered them before their egress had even begun. By the time they got out they knew they were unlikely to get as much […]

  5. X
  6. Even with this in mind, and knowing they only had about a hundred metres between themselves and relative safety, the next few minutes would not be without obstacles. Thus far they’d been sticking to the side-streets to avoid drawing the attention of the guard posts that had been set up along the main strip. This […]

  7. IX
  8. I’d tell you how all this started if I actually knew. All I have are rumours and tall tales. Everything from a bad business deal, to the assassination of some high ranking official. Whatever it was resulted in all communications from the government ceasing, it’s as though they no longer exist. However we know that’s […]

  9. XIII
  10. Day 4000. I’m the only one up, everyone else is still tucked away in ‘bed’. It’s my turn to run the system checks. We only have to do this every 500 days, unless word comes through that they’ve found it — if that happens we all get up. Because all our communications are pre-recorded we […]