It was a subtle change, but not unnoticeable. There was something about the synthetic sun that wasn’t quite right. It burned too brightly. It was the wrong shade of yellow. Worst of all, it felt too close.
Each day at noon, it seemed as though the sun bore down on humankind like an imminent threat. But only a few believed the threat was real.
They were vindicated on the day the sun fell. The enormous lightbulb dropped onto Earth and shattered into a million pieces. Lethal splinters of glass killed most. The unending winter slowly took out those who remained.Follow Ellie Scott on WordPress.com