Enemy: Unknown

What it is.  What it was.  What it will be.

Not if I can help it.

Eight days since the communication blackout.  At first, cell phones stopped working, and then the land lines, and with it – the web.  Information movement ceased in both directions.  Sunny days turned a threatening gray, promising non-stop rain clouds.  And it poured.  People have been dying.  Slowly but surely.  Our numbers are dwindling.  What’s happening on the other side?  If only we could find out.  We just hope the everyone else is ok.  We’re doing our best trying to remain optimistic.

Ten days have passed.  Still nothing.  Not even static.  Groups gathered and repaired the network but still no word from the other side.  We hope all is well.

It takes effort but it is worth it.

The enemy is the unknown.  The varieties and was are few and pricier when you live on opposite sides of the earth.  A new appreciation for the loneliness that science fiction space travelers experience has been acquired.  Nearly instantaneous communication is within our grasp.  But if we do not use it…


About Matthew J. Durocher

Matthew Durocher is a graduate of Michigan Tech University. He acquired his BA in English along with a minor in Music Composition and a certificate in Writing in Spring 2012. His style is one of passion and musicality. One foot is firmly rooted in tradition while the other slides dangerously close to the clouds.
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