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The Last Man on Earth

It was the reverberations of the engines jarring through the earth that woke me, moments before the shattering of the dishes as they hit the floor. Panic flooded my senses, and I jolted awake, pushing myself out of bed to fly towards the window. Heart racing, a cold nervous sweat broke out all over my body, itching like a rash and robbing my mouth of moisture. Tell me I’m wrong.

The ship was just beginning to hover off the ground, and without thought I ran barefoot through the remains of my home, hitting the ground at full speed as I rocketed towards the last transport ship that would ever take off from Earth’s soil.

“Wait!â€? I tried to scream, but my mouth felt as through it were made of cotton. Tears stung my eyes, and I shook them away, putting my energy into a last burst of speed. If only someone could see me.

But they didn’t. As I watched, the ship gained speed, thrusting upwards through Earth’s damaged atmosphere, taking the last of the planet’s human inhabitants with it.

Except for me.

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