Empty Sky

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“It was the empty sky that first set me on edge.

“Hundreds of birds huddled in overcrowded trees, despite the late hour and the crisp morning air. I was sufficiently unsettled to restock the bunker and still inside when the radiation sensors sealed the door. But I ramble.

“If there’s anyone still alive out there, I’m in a bunker on Mount Dandenong. I’m transmitting on UHF and will scan all frequencies for as long as I’m able.

“I’m at coordinates 37.8311° S, 145.3600° E, with food and water. Is there anyone out there?

“I don’t want to die all alone.”

Ryan Stone

Revelation

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Dane glanced at the somber gathering, all dark suits and dresses; he shouldn’t have come. As the ceremony finished he approached the broken couple, crumpled together in their grief.

“Mrs and Mr Bowen, I’m so sorry.”

He’d expected harsh words, a slap even. Their response was worse: they pushed past him and left, like he didn’t exist.

Grief mingled with guilt. He’d been too drunk to drive, she’d told him to slow down. “I should’ve died too.”

“Should’ve? You did.”

Startled, Dane looked up. A shadowed form stood before him in the suddenly dark cemetery.

“I’ve come to collect you.”

Ryan Stone