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Steel Processing Plant

from Apocalypse 1 by XeroPulse

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I open the heavy doors to the nearby steel plant, and I get blasted by a wall of sound. An alarm is blaring, screaming about a problem that nobody has fixed. It's urgency carries the sound of eminent destruction. I instantly want to leave, but know I must stay at least a few minutes.

I begin my search in a frantic haste, so furiously rushing around that I fear I might miss important signs or clues. I round a corner, and see the shadow of a small person dart away. Is it possible that there are still people here? I begin to chase after it in a flurry of confusion. The ground starts to rumble as the plant begins to tear itself in pieces, as if it were as annoyed by the alarm as myself.

The shadow still evading me I try to go through a different room to cut it off, but instead I wind up in a large white room, containing only a large rusty door in the middle. No walls, only a megalithic steel door. I walk around it, confused. It's presence is so disturbingly calm that I don't even care about the shadow, or the lack of sound, the disappearance of the thundering machinery, or shaking ground. Something about it seems to glow, but not light. I try the handle on the side which I saw upon entering this odd room. It doesn't budge, the handle doesn't even turn in the slightest. I go around to the other side and try again. The door begins to silently swing open, revealing an infinitely black void. I pull the torch out of my back and shine it through this... portal. Nothing in sight, just
black-
black-
black.

Immeasurable darkness in all directions. I drop a pencil through the door, and it almost immediately hits an invisible floor. I step through the door, a million and ten questions floating through my brain, ushering me on. It closes behind me without a sound, and is suddenly non-existent.

I stand in awe of the past minute's events, then notice a speck of light in the distance. I begin to wander towards it. I seem to be walking faster than I meant to be, but not because I'm moving my legs faster, but as if I were walking on a conveyer belt. As I near the light I notice it has a flicker, like a candle. It casts no glare, no shadow on anything, just floating there- flickering.

When I reach the candle a man steps forward into it's radiance. "We're so glad you've come here. We cannot tell you how much it has taken to bring you to us." A tsunami of questions is rushing towards my mouth, but never reaching it. He continues, "We tried to get your attention by turning on different machines, knocking things over, and leading you with the shadow. We were afraid you wouldn't follow, but you have. And for this we are grateful."

"Where..." I manage to force the words through my lips. He grins. "My apologies, I should have told you... Welcome to Second Earth!" He waves his hand towards the infinite abyss. "Come, we have much to explain, and all the time in the world."

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from Apocalypse 1, released August 27, 2017

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