Silence in the End

One would think that by this point the sirens would be blaring and there would be people screaming. People looked panicked, but why weren’t they screaming? Mouths opened, but nothing could be heard expressed from their lips.

The ships crashed down at 10:47 am, at least that was what they had scanning across any television that was turned on. Hundreds, from what we could tell, there was not a single continent untouched.

People wondered around and hid from the unknown, deaf-mutes, the whole lot. Sight, touch, smell, and taste, the last senses to hold on to.

Watching every movement caught from my peripheral’s. The beings emerged moving slowly but determined, they began to usher bystanders towards their ships. Making my way forward, I had already made up my mind. Something was going on, so many questions that didn’t appear to have answers here.

As I approached, one reached out, and I instantly felt relaxed. The soft and smooth touch was a complete surprise and contradiction to what appeared to be a scaly slimy exterior. Not a word was spoken, yet somehow the message was delivered. Get onboard. Now.

Through the doors, the bitterness crawled up my nose and down into my throat. Causing my gag to involuntarily react and causing me to hope it would soon go away.

I took the last seat available. Five of us in total. The beings then came aboard and appeared to be preparing for takeoff. We soared high into the sky, followed by other ships. Looking down at the earth, I thought to the people who had stayed in fear. Then without warning, the entire thing exploded.

Ahead on the screen, words began to appear. ‘We’re sorry we could not save more, notice of the impending explosion only came minutes before we dropped down.’