fact or fiction
Is it science fact or science fiction? Futurism presents both sides to determine the truth.
Tomorrows too late
Doomed to roam a burning darkness, desolation have we brought upon ourselves. We gave him power and he used it against us. The rise of the beast glorified by wonders unseen. Powers beyond the capability of our mind to comprehend. A god to the masses but few of us refused to submit. I had no idea the horrors that would befall us who would resist the fiery beast. In my worst nightmare I could not have imagined the hell ive seen. The deserts stained red from the blood of men and women beheaded for defying the beast and his prophet. What once were lush forests teeming with life and abundance posioned by rotting flesh. I was a veteran of the marine corps, a protector of the helpless and a single father. I knew things were getting bad, but that was six years ago. I would give anything to go back to 2028, any trace of the world I knew is gone. I just didnt think it would happen this fast. My kids disappeared right before the beast came on the scene. I was blinded by intense light and when my sight came back, they were gone. Its better off anyway. I wouldnt want them to see what I have seen. Aliens, bigfoot, mermaids, mothmen, even zombies would be better than the demons that lurk now. Somedays I wish this mountain would collapse on me and end my suffering. I have seeked death and could not find it. I trust no one. There are what looks like normal people but when the sun goes down they are sent out to find others like me. The darkness changes them. Creatures standing 15 feet tall, ten twisted horns and eyes blazing like a thousand suns. Ash like scales and black as night underneath. Smoke rising from the depth of thier demonic bodies. They growl a deep tone that hurts your ears. You dont even know who is human anymore. I have to avoid people and I am constantly being hunted by someone or something. A few years back someone told me of something that could change the world. Something that could bring peace back to the earth and make things better. I have been on a journey to find this heart shaped lockett that contains the power to set things right again and defeat the beast. Ive been told it has more power than all the demons and even the leader and his prophet combined. If you are reading this, I dont know I am still alive but I hope someone will have found that lockett. They say it is silver and has an engraving on it that says 2 thess. I dont know what that means and I dont know what it contains but......
By Levi dotson5 years ago in Futurism
No Place. Like Home.
Time is blurry. It’s hard to remember, but we used to use numbers and definite articles. Covid-19. The pandemic. That was before the variants. Delta was first, overtaking India and the United Kingdom before literally decimating everyone in the United States who hadn’t yet been vaxxed. Before Echelon, we still thought there was hope. Still thought we could leave behind our masks when we went out into the heat waves and the arid air.
By Will Entrekin5 years ago in Futurism
The Locket
Sand blew in hard and soft gusts, carried on torrid winds that sucked hope from the air. The desert was baked to a brownish-gray haze, black lands flat and desolate. The sky was a constant dirty brown, oppressive and ominous. Striated dark clouds hung high above, soft colors swirling as if moved by frenzied gods, the sun a blur beyond.
By Stephen Madden5 years ago in Futurism
Doomsday Diary
Day 1 of Elvira Smith’s Doomsday Diary, mid-October, 2053… No one can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I wouldn't know, but I imagine the one screaming feels much as I do now. Does it count if you're the only one who can hear yourself scream?
By Natasja Rose5 years ago in Futurism
The Invo
“A new civilization is what we're building at the Fallon Naval Air Station. It's now called Foster City.” Lieutenant Brennan said, smiling at Tom Matheson from across the kitchen table. “We have electricity, we have food and we have security from marauders. We're building farms and factories.” Brennan wore the blue Navy Working Uniform with a sidearm. Two sailors stood behind Brennan, each with an automatic rifle. “We'd like you to come with us and contribute to the new society,”
By Richard Hilton5 years ago in Futurism
Heart Shaped Lockets
Colin stared at the clock on the wall in a trance, the raging chorus of customers voices and chatter that filled the walls of a small, single roomed Burger World began to blur and came to an almost deafening silence. Tick. Tick. Tick. He instinctively clutched the heart shaped locket dangling freely from around his neck and emanated a faint glow as blue as the sky. It hummed and vibrated at a low frequency as a wave of anxiety and fear washed over Colin, for he knew his time was running out. The rhythmic beating of the clocks hands hammered against his ear drums, growing louder with each tick. A hand grabbed his shoulder, pulling him back to reality.
By Patrick Eveans5 years ago in Futurism
Wali
Alvin was walking down what was once a street with hundreds of cars. Back in the beginning of 2078 when the Super volcano Yellowstone exploded, it let out hundreds of thousands of pounds of ash into the air. The sun was unable to shine through for months, causing a sudden and major drop in temperature that caused the near extinction of many species, including humans. Alvin was once a marine biologist who went on a 200 day luxury-submarine expedition with his best friend Wali, just 2 weeks before Yellowstone went off. Alvin remembered when the fish first started dying and then when he stopped seeing the fish at all. On day 200 he and Wali decided to go up to the surface and when they did, they saw nothing. It was very dark and there were no people around, unless you count the few bodies laying on the beach.
By Ashton Capron5 years ago in Futurism
Tell the Truth
Tell the Truth to Co Create Harmony, By Ashley Chase Dear Mr. President, I don't know if I am the only person left, because I have not seen anyone who is whole in many years. However, I am writing to see if somewhere somehow you are alive and well and may know of others who are as well.
By Ashley Chase 5 years ago in Futurism
The Sunshine State of the Union
I used to watch The Day After Tomorrow as a teen in St. Pete and laugh. It’s not that I didn’t find the scenes of the icy water rising in the streets of New York City exciting, even frightening. It was the ridiculous premise: sudden overwhelming destruction of our world because of climate change. It wasn’t a believable plot. It couldn’t happen.
By Joy Hawkins5 years ago in Futurism
Chaldea Lost
The sunlight refracted off of the water bag and sent little sparkles dancing across the forest floor as Angela hung a camping shower from a maple tree. She was a few miles outside of Portland, Oregon. She glanced around to make sure she was alone, before stripping out of her army green tactical jacket, t-shirt, and shimmying out of her jeans.. She hung her clothing on a nearby branch along with the only jewelry she owned, a small heart shaped locket. It had been a gift from her grandmother on her 18th birthday. Crafted of sterling silver and set with an aquamarine in the center, it held a picture of her grandparents on their wedding day. Becoming the recipient of this prized family heirloom had made her the envy of her sisters. Angela figured Grandma had chosen her to have it because they shared the same birthday - March 21st, the Spring Equinox - and therefore the aquamarine was both of their birthstones.
By Katherine Nesbitt5 years ago in Futurism
