“…Enjoying its place in the sky?”
There was the newscaster, trying to make a joke. Though who could take a joke
as a few days past, all of the plants shriveling up, only some surviving in
green houses that used artificial light. Prices on crops shot up, eating them
became close to impossible. Feeding animals was also getting hard, expect for
pigs that would eat anything. Walking around, people were crying, and some
didn’t even know why they were crying. A few didn’t even realize that they
were, and might have just been crying since it became real that the eclipse
wouldn’t be leaving anytime soon.
Most of my dreams didn’t seem to do
anything, gave no information except for that first one, before this began,
with the creatures living on the moon. I had no proof of any of it except that
I dreamt about it. Chad
and Cheryl tried getting me to come back to town, as schools were closed as
what was thought to be the end of the world was on us. My family also wanted me
back. Everyone seemed to be going somewhere to fix loose ties, or to be with
family and loved ones, wanting to do that one last thing before we all die.
Half the time I wasn’t even sure
what day it was, but I would return home come the weekend, as that seemed the
most reasonable thing. As soon as the sun was moving again school would resume,
and I didn’t want to be away for that. Though no one else was around campus,
and walking around ended being a scary thing, as it was mostly like a deserted
town, I would expect balls of tumble weed to roll by, aside from that it was no
where near the desert. I snuck into the astronomy lab often, as I technically
had access, though no professors were around like there should be with any
students in a lab.
I looked through the telescope, and
thought it was going to be the same as it often is. I started recording the
images as I talked about what was going on, and how it was the fifth day of no
sun, and there doesn’t seem to be anything changing with the position of the
eclipse. Someone set off fireworks in the distance, and they were high enough
that there was a glimpse of visibility of millions of those little creatures,
simply covering this side of the moon. And the light from the fireworks killed
a few off who flew right off of the moon’s surface. A couple of fireworks
wouldn’t be able to kill them all off, and their reproduction rates are out of
this world. Where basically, almost immediately after they go through the act
of reproduction, the child pops out, and in another moment that child is
sexually ready. With the realization of this, I also went through notes that
were taken at different points and commented on the fact that the size of the moon
has slowly been increasing, probably as there’s no more surface area for these
creatures to be on, that they have to now all be piled on one another.
The rest of my day consisted
putting together all of my research, and developing the images I was able to
catch with the microscope as much as possible, trying to be able to see the
creatures on the moon to some extent. There was too much at stake for me to
sleep on it, besides not really knowing what time it would be based on the sun.
“I thought I loved you moon.” I
muttered as I looked up at the sky one last time before I submerged myself in
my work.
