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in. A wake. Another day in my house watching after my son while my husband does generic important things outside. I like to walk past it to remind myself of all the nights I spent on it only so I could live in the Boston suburbs wearing nice dresses and cool makeup that no one else here likes. I let my mind wander, imagining his words as a strangely high production value black-and-white film instead of paying real attention.
Makes me sick sometimes. I keep all the important things in here, right next to my boy: tin cans, metal chairs, metal tools, my bucket, and a couple of cardboard boxes.
This is it. The bombs are here. Rather than turn to fear, I realize this is my time.
I scream at my husband that we need to go, and we run faster than everyone to the vault. We make it into the vault just in time and they hand me a weird blue suit. I find myself wishing it came in black. I put it on and follow a doctor down a hallway to a room full of boxes. I get inside a box, saying goodbye to my husband and Shaun. I think about how Shaun really should have been given a suit as well. It gets very cold.
A man and some others come into the room. They shoot my husband. They take Shaun. I fall deliriously onto the floor.
I take his ring, and swear vengeance. I sprint down the hallway, gathering up every loose coffee cup and security baton I can find. I find a pistol, and after several misguided attempts to kill the giant roaches that now run the place, I somehow learn how to be a decent shot. Seems that in the last few days between the bombs dropping and now, there was a mutiny. The guards tried to take over the place and everyone died.
Were they in on this? I get the door open and the fresh air outside smells alarmingly pleasant. I push past him and open my closet…or I would have, if the doors had survived. Almost all of my important things are gone. Only one metal chair remains. I finally feel like all of my rebellious makeup choices were justified. I write independent tech, game, music, and audio reviews and analysis from a consumer perspective. Get started. Open in app. Alex Rowe.
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