Vik was sat at the table, there were gunshots in the distance, it was dark, the windows were boarded, the sounds of chanting could be heard in the distance, the cultists were out under the full moon. The baby started to cry, it was hungry again, She woke up from the sofa and started to quiet the baby, she gave him an evil look, they hadn’t spoken in a week, it had been 2 weeks since her farther had left, she blamed Vik for not trying to stop him, but Vil knew food was becoming a problem, so did her Farther, her mother had already died, her farther said he was going to look for help, he would be back he said, he wouldn’t be back, Vik had said it after a week, she said she would stay, Vik didn’t like it but remained as well. As vik stood and walked into the other room, the store room, into the darkness.
Vik flicked on the light switch but was no longer in that room, or that time, he was stood in his office, around him were the people he had worked with, they were watching the tv, on it the new was flashing, pictures of the clouds blocking out the sun in a distant place. One of Viks friends had been confident ‘its just a storm, that’s nothing, so what if some crops fail, give it a month everything will be fine, that cloud wont spread.’
Vik turned away and saw he was no longer in his office, he was at home, stood looking out the window, she was stood next to him, only slightly pregnant, they were holding hands watching the sky through the window, the cloud was spreading over the city, on the window sill were a pair of cloth masks the government had provided, she had said soft words, comforting herself ‘they say it will have all fallen in a few weeks, only a few weeks.’ A shadow fell across Viks face as the sun started to disappear under the sun ‘yeah, just a few weeks.’ Vik replied, but he didn’t believe it, once the sun was gone, they turned away, ‘Maybe you should get your parents to stay with us, just for a little while.’ Vik said. She nodded and went to call her parents. Vik looked again at the window, it darkness had spread, slowly the street lights flickered on. The last sunset.
Vik turned away and was absorbed by the warm blackness of sleep.