Three stories told from three different perspectives in the build-up to a mankind-destroying event.
Click here for the other parts of The Last Day. There was no way of telling what the weather was like up above. It was warm and stuffy, so Juan Martín Estrada could only surmise it must have been a sunny day. Either that or the congregation of bodies was letting off so much … Continue reading The Last Day Part 3–Juan
Click here for the other parts of The Last Day. Every penny in Anna’s name had been poured into making the trip from her native Canberra, Australia to Chisinau, Moldova. It hadn’t been easy to get the connecting flights, but she’d managed it in the end. From Chisinau, it was a journey south to the … Continue reading The Last Day Part 2–Anna
Haruna hadn’t slept. What was the point? He’d sleep enough when he was dead, something he soon would be; something he and the rest of humankind soon would be. Instead of sleeping, he’d taken a cocktail of different drugs and allowed himself to bask in a psychedelic experience. From cocaine to ketamine and a whole … Continue reading The Last Day Part 1–Haruna
The Adventures of an Average, White Man...© 