It was an ordinary Monday morning when I was checking my messages. All of a sudden my computer started beeping, I backed off unsure, Caboom! Sparks flew everywhere. Outside driverless cars bombarded the streets hitting people. The jug was overflowing with boiling water. The TV was wobbling off the hook.It doesn’t take long for me to realise what was happening.
I got some blankets, a flint and steel and a bit of food for the trip. Locking the door I looked back to the town. The roads were curling up, slingshotting cars at people. Quickly I turned away and started trudging up the hill away from the town, away from danger.
It was starting to get dark, so I found a flat space, made a fire and cooked some sausages that I had brought with me. Once I was satisfied with my meal I lay down and fell asleep.
Tuesdays report: 89,600 people alive in New Zealand and still decreasing.
Boom! My eyes shot open, I looked to see what had made the noise. About fifty metres away a small plane had nose dived into the ground, it was probably aimed for me. Above me I could hear a drone following me. “It’s probably a bomb,” I say to myself. I started running. The drone increased it’s speed, the trees swayed and then ‘whack!’ A branch from a nearby tree swung out, catching the drone square on, setting a bomb off. It was close, too close. It swayed a little from the impact and a was little singed from the explosion. Looking around at the trees I spotted a tree with flat branches all around. I gathered some branches and lay them across, making a strong platform for me to stand on. I lay down and slept.
Wednesday's report: 10,000 people alive in New Zealand and slowly decreasing.
“Broom, broom!” I sat up startled. I climbed down from the tree. I could see a motorbike heading for me. I waited till it was near and then dived over it. It skidded around and headed straight back at me, but this time it jumped. Diving under it I kicked up sending it flying into trees. Scrambling up I saw three more. I Climbed up the tree and heard the engines coming even closer. Swiftly I swung up the last few branches, the motorbikes were at the bottom of the tree with their front wheel against the trunk, they looked like hungry crocodiles wanting food. All of a sudden a huge stag came charging at the motorbikes, throwing them around, smashing them. Steam came out from the motorbikes and the stag galloped away.
I stood there uncertain. A while after I had made up my mind, I would go back to the town. As I neared closer to the town I could hear the chaos, then I could see it, disaster. Everything was ripped up, destroyed. All man made things had disappeared...