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Chapter 1, Changes
- written 29th May 2007 by astro491
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Three (people have adopted a number system for names) is an Apollo and starts to notice the changes in Earth's climate. Thirteen, however, is an accountant who dies from debris.
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The object entered our solar system in the year 997,501 BC. It distorted the cloud of comets circling our sun and pushed them away towards us. Then the black, swirling matter started causing mayhem on Earth.
Almost one million years later, "Three" was finishing his breakfast. He lived on a large field at the base of the Rocky Mountains. A road unraveled a carpet of dirt to his cabin in the middle of the field. He faced the sunrise every summer morning, smelling the air filled with ozone and humidity that he could almost taste. Chirping birds faded in his ears. The dirt floors were soft on his feet. Like most people in his region, he was an "Apollo." The Apollos were a secret society that started forty years ago in 2010 when the solar energy industry was banned for causing blackouts. The Apollos believed that the sun can not die and there is no other source for energy. Three go up from his seat and started to plow his field. About two hours later, when the sun was overhead he sat in the middle of his field and used his homemade telescope to look at the sun. His father was fired from the industry when Three was only two and so they moved out into the deserted west. Recently, he was experiencing earthquakes one to two times a day. The next day, Three woke up to another earthquake and noticed that the ground was filled with ashes that looked like snow. The sky was filled with small rocks that had tails of fire. "The sun must have given our world some reward," wondered Three. At two o'clock he shifted his way through the snow and assembled his telescope. He noticed that the sun looked particularly dim that day. He made a log of it and moved on. Every night, the sky was clear on Three's plantation. The stars were shinning brightly with a band of yellow light splitting them in two sections. Jupiter and Saturn were supposed to be rising that night but only darkness came.
"Thirteen" was resting with his laptop at the café. He was one of the few in the city that owned a car because of soaring gas prices. While checking the news on the war he spotted the usual message. "'Black Hole 233-B has 'Eaten' Five Percent More of our Sun.' I am surprised why no one is taking this literally?" While taking another sip of his coffee, Thirteen noticed a glare from behind him. He disregarded it until screams emerged. He turned and got a glance of the meteor. The accountant took his last breath.
Almost one million years later, "Three" was finishing his breakfast. He lived on a large field at the base of the Rocky Mountains. A road unraveled a carpet of dirt to his cabin in the middle of the field. He faced the sunrise every summer morning, smelling the air filled with ozone and humidity that he could almost taste. Chirping birds faded in his ears. The dirt floors were soft on his feet. Like most people in his region, he was an "Apollo." The Apollos were a secret society that started forty years ago in 2010 when the solar energy industry was banned for causing blackouts. The Apollos believed that the sun can not die and there is no other source for energy. Three go up from his seat and started to plow his field. About two hours later, when the sun was overhead he sat in the middle of his field and used his homemade telescope to look at the sun. His father was fired from the industry when Three was only two and so they moved out into the deserted west. Recently, he was experiencing earthquakes one to two times a day. The next day, Three woke up to another earthquake and noticed that the ground was filled with ashes that looked like snow. The sky was filled with small rocks that had tails of fire. "The sun must have given our world some reward," wondered Three. At two o'clock he shifted his way through the snow and assembled his telescope. He noticed that the sun looked particularly dim that day. He made a log of it and moved on. Every night, the sky was clear on Three's plantation. The stars were shinning brightly with a band of yellow light splitting them in two sections. Jupiter and Saturn were supposed to be rising that night but only darkness came.
"Thirteen" was resting with his laptop at the café. He was one of the few in the city that owned a car because of soaring gas prices. While checking the news on the war he spotted the usual message. "'Black Hole 233-B has 'Eaten' Five Percent More of our Sun.' I am surprised why no one is taking this literally?" While taking another sip of his coffee, Thirteen noticed a glare from behind him. He disregarded it until screams emerged. He turned and got a glance of the meteor. The accountant took his last breath.
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