The plague comes. Power becomes extinct. Empires crumple. The end is nigh. “Not yet,” she says, her fingers flying over the keys. “Not yet.”
The last man on Earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock on the door. He fired his gun…. He liked being alone.
After 20 years in cryogenic stasis, he finds his starship surrounded by space rocks. So exciting. He analyses them and weeps. Beloved Earth.
The bug bite was more than just an itch or nuisance; it was the first domino that would topple mankind.