Sally sat on her front porch, casually sipping her iced tea and watching as the Empty waited at the edge of her farm.
No-one knew what caused the Empty to appear, or why. All anyone could tell, it has just popped up in some tiny town called Harmony. Probably why no one noticed right away.
At the time, it was just a small mass of pitch black nothingness, about the size of a tire. It was a big deal at the time, with all the eggheads and boffins coming down to poke and prod it.
Turns out that if something goes into the Empty, it doesn't come out. It just simply ceases to be. Doesn't matter how strong it is, or how durable, or even how big, the Empty consumed it all.
Then those people noticed that it was growing. About five miles a day, more or less. And that's when everyone got really scared.
In one day, it consumed Harmony and the surrounding area, along with all those nosy scientists. Some people think they activated it or fed it, but who really knows?
And now Sally's farm, a farm that she had gotten from her dad, who got it from his dad, was about to be consumed within the day. The old barn where she'd milked the cows.
The fields where she'd run and play when she was a kid. The house she'd grown up in all her life. All would be consigned unto oblivion by sundown.
Sally knew that she should have evacuated by now, moved as far away from the Empty as she could. But what was the point? Nobody could stop the Empty from growing.
Nobody could even explain what it was, since all attempts to even analyze the thing ended in failure. It would be slow, but the Empty would eventually spread over the earth.
Of course, some people suggested that they should evacuate to space, like in the movies. But that was a pipe dream at best.
Humanity couldn't be asked to field enough ships to evacuate a viable population into space. And even if they could, The Empty was growing up as well as out.
It would probably consume anything in orbit. It would just take a lot longer.
In the end, the choice was simple. She could join the fleeing population, eventually being corralled into a mass of panicked humanity as oblivion consumed them all bit by bit.
Or she could simply wait, surrounded by her favorite things in her own home, and go out on her own terms.
It really wasn't that hard a decision.
And as the Empty crept, slowly but surely, onto her farm, she took another sip of her tea. She noticed the pitcher was empty. But that was alright.
Sally figured she had time to make one more batch.