Maddawg's Stories

Summerdale at Twilight

2007-11-25T21:01:29Z

I see lost souls in the twilight grasses of Summerdale, Alabama. The clusters of light dot the fields like fireflies, stretching beyond the fence and down into the valley below. I look upon them like faces in a crowd, with a curiosity of who they were, where they came from, and why they want me to see them.

Orb, my cat, walks by my side. Black thoughts cross his mind and he scampers into the fields. He soon returns to display the grisly bones and bloody bowels of his latest victim. He’ll remain content until the next creature that rouses his hunting instincts wanders by. Not long I’d guess.

The smell of salt water and the sound of the ocean waves grow in intensity as we near the white beaches of the Gulf of Mexico. There are many “visitors” here. My instinct has always been to call them that, though that does not always describe them. They light up the coastal vista and the deepest and darkest ocean waters.

The lights flickering all around me, I remove my sandals and walk knee deep into the waves.

AD 2029: Legacy of Humans

2007-10-14T05:18:27Z

The meteor struck with enough force to destroy all of humanity. All human life disappeared in the giant impact, and in their dying they left behind a stew of artifacts for future generations to share. I am one of those artifacts, and they consider me a great source of knowledge. After all, I am something of an expert in the human experience considering I even look like they once did, and as a sentient being, I even had certain rights under the federal cyborg law.

Humans time stamped AD 2029 as the last year of human existence, and I have every newscast, broadcast, and every recorded event stored in my database. The Sqiuom seem both bored and entranced with my knowledge, and I’m more than happy to help them reach Mars.

I’m not human, and there is no human experience in my memory chips that can explain their emotions and feelings, but I am compelled to say that these were important to my masters. They want me to convey that they were here and that they had escaped to Mars colonies for survival.