~The Conversion Bureau - The Last Human Chapter 4~
~By Maxis122~
The sunlight raised and caught my face as the sun rose from the previous night. I was still half asleep when I was opening my eyes to see the world that I lived in. Everything so far seemed to be in the place that it once was the night before. After rubbing my eyes I got a slightly clearer view of the town ahead, it had a dock which once served as its main attraction.
I turned my head to the right and looked out of the window to see the fields and the crops that were growing. Then I looked left and saw a single house that stood apart from the town and alone. It would be some time until I was ready to drive again so I opened the car door and got out. I closed the door and then began to walk towards the house with little care for what was going on.
The crunching sound from the pebbles below gave me something to listen to as everything else was quiet. A tree rustled as some birds flew out of it and began to fly away. When I got closer to the house I could hear a swing creaking from behind the house.
I came up to the door and examined the handle on it. Turning the doorknob I walked into the house and looked around at my immediate surroundings. It wasn’t a pretty site, the place had been destroyed. It looked like two people had a big fight in here as there was some blood on the table and some of the other things had things thrown into them.
Worst of all the blood then seemed to drag up the stairs like something was carried up. That could mean that the fight must have ended here. Something seemed to force me to follow this trail of blood even though I knew what I could find at the end of it. I slowly ascended the stairs and kept every step as quiet as I could. The silence only made the experience feel more uncomfortable. But in the end the likelihood that the people in this house are still alive is very low.
I was now at the top step, I looked left and right to see the trail lead off to the right and into a room. The door to that room was closed and there was no blood on the door itself. I then stood in the corridor and looked down it. My heart then began to race as the inevitable was coming up. Something terrible had happened here, I could feel it.
Still there was silence as I moved a foot forward. Then another step followed as I got closer to the door. I was expecting something to jump out at any second and give me a heart attack. But apart from that I had no idea what gruesome event had happened here.
A slight stench of rotting began to fill my nose as I got closer and I brought my hand to my nose to cover up the smell. By god, this was getting worse and worse as I moved along. What was driving me to do this? It must be that human part of me that I still have - where you just need to find everything out.
A uneasy emotion was channeling through me as I moved towards the door and looked at the door handle. The handel had blood on it and so did the floor below it. Everything was now becoming clear to what had happened here. I began to push the door open, I thought that the most obvious thing that happened here was a fight between two...
I then looked in the room and my pupils dilated and my pulse raised. I shot back and began to breath heavily as the image scarred my memory. Why did it have to be this, anything but this in this land. My thoughts then became infested with ideas of what horrors occurred here. The fight that ended in this way, over a thing like that.
Now I was stuck and my emotions began to show themselves in a way that I had not shown them before. My eyes gave out a few tears of the fear that had not been with me for a while. It reminded me of what could have happened between me and her. She was still out there but probably no longer cared for me.
Through the time of being alone I have come to appreciate the fact that you only know how important something is when you don’t have it. Being alone was the last thing that I wanted but it was the result of my actions. It was almost like it was all my fault that this happened. I was the murderer of my love, I held the knife.
I stood up and took one last look into the room as I closed the door. That sight is a sight that no one else should ever see. Nothing can compare to losing love, or killing it. So I walked down stairs and walked into the kitchen. On the island there was some newspapers and under the cabinet there was some petrol.
I walked into the main room of the house and found a weak wall where I piled up some things. Then I poured the petrol all over the place and took a few steps away from the room. Pulling out a match I lit the pile and it went up in flames. Within seconds the rest of the room set alight and it caused me cover my face with my arm. The warm fire then became hotter so it was time for me to leave.
With that I then walked out of the house and walked back down the driveway. The house began to catch fire and burn up. Everything in the house would be gone in the next hour and that is how it should be. As the last human I still have the decency to give the others a proper goodbye. Even if that means destroying everything that shows how they died.
The main structure of the building collapsed and then the rest of the building followed leaving nothing but a pile of burning materials. I looked up to the sky and saw the clouds were sitting in their normal place and just floating around freely. Like they should and like they always should. Nature was watching me, like it has for the last few years.
I then got to the end of the driveway where the car was waiting and I opened the door. I froze for a second as I looked back at the burning pile of rubble, the smoke raised to the skies and almost looked like a signal. But it was just a burning house to me.
After opening the door to the car I got in and pressed the engine start button. I closed the door and then pressed the accelerator to get the car to move. I soon gained some distance from the house and when I looked in the mirror the image that had scarred my memory had gone.
I just wanted to get off this island now and hit the sea. Once I get to the sea then everything would be plain sailing. But I also needed to take this car with me as it would help me to get around the coming counties.
I got the car up to the entrance of the town and once again it shared the aspects of the other places that I had been to. There were buildings that only got up to two floors and they were overgrown by the plant life. As I drove in I slowed down as this place did have some cars left around.
Thanks to this I spent more time looking at the surroundings. Everything was left where behind when the mass conversion happened. In some places it was almost forced to happen, but in the end everyone came out happy. But I never went in, I ran away.
I swerved left and right to get around the cars that had been left behind. It was funny how people just decided to leave everything behind and not to think that they might need to bring something with them. Then again who would need anything when starting on a fresh plate.
The idea of going to Equestria was that you didn’t need take anything with you, as you would be able to start again with nothing. I believe that if I were to go there then I would take something small to remind myself of the past. Just in case I forgot who I was.
There was no sign of any aggressive activity in this area, compared to the house, but there was some looting that might of started during the evacuation. But then I saw plenty of dropped televisions and other expensive items scattered around. It seemed like the looters just stopped and fell back in with the crowd.
I looked in my mirror again to see that I was still alone and not being followed by anything. Then I looked back down the road to see that there was a single boat left over, unfortunately it didn’t have any room to store the car.
The car stopped and I got out of it. Looking left and right I saw that this was the only ship left. There was no other alternative, so this would have to do. I grabbed my things from the car and then closed the door, leaving the car behind. It had served me well over the last day but there was no use bonding with anything anymore.
I walked onto the docking area and then listened the ripples of the sea water as they moved back and forth along the surface. I looked out across the docks again and saw the sandy beaches that were once home to many people. For a moment I could still see everything as it once was, I could even see her.
But then I turned away and everything was back to normal. That was the past and it will never give me another chance. I wasn’t thinking and it happened too fast for me to be reasonable.
When I walked up to the side of the boat I threw my bags onto the deck and I climbed onto it. There was nothing really left on the deck but the rope that held to boat to the docks. I first went into the drivers area at the back of the boat and then checked to see if it had any keys in it. I was in luck as the keys were left in place, ready to turn the ship on.
Walking back onto the deck I untied the rope from the docks and then stored it on the deck. The boat was now free and was able to move. So with that I went back into the cabin and turned the boat on. It took a seconds but the boat was then able to come to life. I pushed the throttle forward and then the boat slowly began to move.
It was probably a good idea for me to get my bag inside of here or it would get soaked. So I locked the steering and went back onto the deck to grab my bag. When I was getting up something in the sky caught my eye. I looked up at the sky and saw that a collection of storm clouds was beginning to form. I had a bad feeling going down my throat as I saw the cloud getting bigger and bigger.
With that I ran back into the cabin and locked the door. Hopefully this cabin should keep me from being battered by the upcoming storm that had “magically” appeared. Something inside of me just wanted the storm cloud to be the ponies doing but another part of me hoped that this was just nature at its business.
The boat began to move quicker as the other systems on the boat came online. A scanner appeared on the touch screen dash board saying that a storm has been detected. At that moment I just felt like shouting “You don’t say!” as it was blindly obvious that there was a storm coming.
The waves were becoming rougher as I got got closer to the storm and as the storm got closer to me. Then a stray lightning bolt struck the sea water and caused it to light up for a second. This looked like things were about to get rough and quick.
A few more bolts of lightning went off around the area as I got closer. Then the rain began to fall and hammer the ship I was in. After that a gale of wind began to hit the ship as if it was trying to push me away. But I needed to go in this direction in order to get to the places on my list. So if a storm was going to try and stop me. Then I can try, but I will not give in.
The boat then hit a big wave and the ship went airborne for a second before landing again. This then became a constant pattern as more lightning hit the water and the rain got harder. The wind then had a mighty blow and got the ship to start spinning. I was losing control now and I was just about holding on.
Then the wind suddenly shot the other way unexpectedly and this sent me face first into the window. I little blood came out of my nose and a mass headache and pain struck through my head. When I fell onto the floor another bolt of lightning struck the sea and another hit the boat.
The instruments went wild for a moment and then they came back online and were going crazy. I got back onto my feet and then tried to get the boat back in control. But this was a useless action because when I turned it back on track the wind pushed it away again. I clinged onto the wheel for my life as the harsh and brutal ordeals went on.
My feet were shaking and the little bit of blood was now dripping down onto the dashboard. The sky showed no mercy as the giant hail began to fall and bombard the ship. This was now beyond normal weather as I tried to keep in focus. But then the wind had one last attack and threw the ship spinning again.
This time I couldn’t hold on and I was sent flying into the wall again. I was losing strength and becoming weaker. My breathing became weaker as I fell unconscious again after the brutal attacks from the weather. I was then able to think again, what had just happened?
It was like the weather was trying to kill me, or just keep me out. Whatever was going on it didn’t feel good and my senses were fading as I once again fell into a deep sleep. Why was the world always against me - I’m not the infection...