“We lost it” - said the American general blankly. He was almost amazed by the fact. The most powerful nation and its allies had lost not only one battle but the war itself. He just sat there looking the graphics, powerless. In his head appeared the figure of that iconic monkey hitting plates and maniacally laughing. This was bad. Very bad. The president would not allow it to happen. And it had already happened. He stood up and said to his subordinates: “We have to tell the president.” The others looked at each other frightened. Who in sound conscience would want to do that? One of them, a tenant, took courage and said - “It should be the highest superior to bring the news”. Son of bitch. “Ok, I will do that. Let’s go.”
They all stood up organized, as they were trained to be, and went to the Oval Office. The silence was heavy. It was difficult to breath. The door opened. Then, it all occurred so fast that no one in that room could have predicted what was about to happen. There was angry shouts, and orders given. The president was red furious. He ordered them to attack. “Its over. There is no purpose in doing..”. “MASSIVE BOMB ATTACK!!!”.
What could they do? He was the most powerful man in the world. The general looked at that red button, mesmerized. He straightened his tie. That is it. He pressed the button. America was attacking with nuclear bombs, the enemies did the same. It was caos everywhere.
10 years later.
Radiation covered the planet in a cloud that blocked the sun and the moon. Natural and unnatural disasters destroyed what the bombs hadn’t. Human kind disappeared of the face of the Earth. Only the cockroaches could be seen moving around. Oh, wait. Is that a man?
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