Rebecca Hodgetts

The End is Upon Us

The horizon was just starting to glow orange when Yumi slipped out of her house and into the field behind. The grass was just tall enough to tickle the tips of her fingers as she waded into it; early morning dew soaking through her cotton trousers in just moments. All remnants of the warmth she’d retained from her bed left her as a chilly wind gusted around her, finding every hole and worn patch of her threadbare jacket. The grass flattened down in the weather, exposing twisted and rusted metal waste leftover from The War to End All Wars, which did not end all wars. Not at all. In fact, it triggered such violence and chaos that the reign of humans over the continent of Asia came to a swift end. Weapons of mass destruction fell from the skies more frequently than rain, destroying all they touched and wrecking havoc with the atmosphere above.