Apocalyptic Story- Ending
The once comforting, solid door was dented and weakening. The inhuman snarls and shouts grating in my ears. The room was filled in a tense silence, thick as pea soup. Bright, white lighting cast the room in an ugly show of perfection and purity of all color. The same lighting that had seemed to bleach all beauty from his long, blonde hair. Each and every flaw, cast in clear view. His slightly too pointed nose, thin lips, crooked teeth and stuck out ears. I doubt I looked any better.
After what seemed like an eternity we finally focused on the screen in front of us. Grasping each other's hands, we stepped forward. He'd brought us here safely, it was time for me to do my part. Pulling my left hand gently free from his grasp, I began typing out the pass code. A string of numbers I'd spent hours imprinting into my memory. With a positive beep from the screen, we were in.
Sccreeeeeeeeeeeeeeech. We whipped our heads towards the door. Partially bent open, we could see the twisted, rabid faces of the creatures clawing at us, trying to get through. Panic consumed me, and I feverishly began to type out the demand. His breath had quickened to a nervous pace, his heart probably galloping in his chest as mine did.
"Are you sure?" the computer questioned in it's false tones. Glancing into his nervous eyes, I quickly tapped on the positive, and was pulled him towards me as he did the same.
10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4...
"I love you," I whisper, pulling him closer.
2... 1
"Forever," he says softly, and the world goes white.
- by Kate
