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// Transcendence: The Beginning 
// Story: Transcendence 
// by Tenebris Lucifer 
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6/27/23 10:37 pm


I was on one of my “thinking walks” because walking helped clear my head. I had a test tomorrow and while I should be studying for it I just wanted some time to myself. It was a cool night in Houston, a perfect night to go for a walk. However, it was cut short when a car nearly ran me.

“SHIT!” I screeched before barely scrambling out of the way. I saw the car fly past me and into a nearby tree.

I sat there processing what almost happened to me until it finally clicked that the person in the car needs help. Scrambling back onto my feet and yank my phone out of my pocket and try to call 911 but no one answered. I tried calling multiple times to no avail. Quickly making up my mind I run to the now smoking car in an attempt to pull the person out if they're still alive, though at heart I knew that they had likely died on impact. When I got to the car I knew that I was right the man was half was out of the windshield and despite it being blurred by the thick black smoke I could swear that he was bisected at the waist. Stumbling back in horror I tried to call the emergency services again, this time someone picked up.

“911 what's your emergency?” A young man answered with a slight waver in his voice.

“I need you to send some paramedics down to 43975 Spring Ave. Someone crashed into a tree!” I yelled out somewhat hysterically, as my panic slowly crept up on me the seriousness of the situation dawning on me.

“Another one?” the operator asked, a hint of confusion and despair creeping into his already shaking voice.

“What do you mean another one?” I questioned as panic slowly gripped my already fraying mind.

“We’ve had a number of calls about various car crashes, people dying in the middle of the sidewalks, stores, and so on.” 

“What's going on?”

“I don't know, but whatever is going on it isn't any good.”


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Over the months more and more people were found dead, the death toll was in the billions and it was still increasing. Each day people would die and many others would deteriorate, governments from all over the world joined hands and attempted to work on a cure, They failed. They couldn't find the cause of the sickness. Eventually it became to much and they collapsed. All that was left after two years was just a handful of people, myself being one of them, we were not spared either. We grew weaken and weaker as the days ticked on a few of us died until eventually only I was left, dying on my cot. With my final second ticking near I fumbled for my phone, bringing up a picture of my family a lone tear streaked across my pale face. I wished I could’ve done more however, i knew that it was pointless as I couldn't have done anything. And with that final thought in my mind, I breathed my last and died.

Or so I thought.


End of prologue