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oswellcelie
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Others claimed to notice it long before I did. Gamers and Facebookers who spent every day staring at their screens were the first to make mention of it. It started with electronic devices. So many of us were rubbing our eyes, wondering why our screens were becoming dimmer and dimmer.
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Darkness

by megmatthews20

Others claimed to notice it long before I did. Gamers and Facebookers who spent every day staring at their screens were the first to make mention of it.

It started with electronic devices. So many of us were rubbing our eyes, wondering why our screens were becoming dimmer and dimmer.

Millions of trips to the ophthalmologist found nothing wrong with people's vision. Many cried about a computer virus infecting everything, or the NSA, or aliens.

Computer techs were quick to counter that the computers, tvs, and electronic devices were all working fine, the only problem being the unexplained darkening of all their screens.

Soon after, it affected the lights. LEDs, fluorescents, and incandescent bulbs were rapidly losing their glow.

Slowly but surely, the darkness began to seep into them and no amount of rewiring and bulb replacement made it possible for people to work at night anymore.

That was when the terror truly set in. Businesses were forced to close when it got dark. Hospitals began to work dangerously by moonlight in an emergency.

Many lives were lost, especially when drivers took to the road at night with nary a light to guide the way.

Electronics were abandoned in lieu of fire, the only portable form of light that humans could see anymore.

Millions died. Maybe billions. It was hard to tell now that communication across the globe was so limited.

Companies struggled in vain to create technology that did not need to be seen to be used, but it was for the most part a fruitless endeavor.

Last night, as I sat to write this on paper, I noticed for the first time the candle flame seemed stunted.

Its light could only just reach the edge of my paper, when it should have been flooding the entire room.

Today, as I look over my words, I wonder how much longer I will be able to read them at all. As the sun is rising, I can't help but stare at it. Our last light. Our last escape from darkness.

It appears as though covered by a great cloud, but the sky is quite clear.

I rub my eyes.

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