From writing prompt found here. Um, warning, discusses the violent end of the world.
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“You don’t understand! I’m just an orderly. There are plenty of doctors, plenty of scientists, plenty of people who can do a lot of good-”
They didn’t sedate me. I didn’t argue with the point at the time, because if I was only restrained, maybe I could get out somehow, but they had gotten me trussed up really good and they were dragging me onto the ship.
All around me – separated by a very tall fence of chain-link and razor wire – people were shouting that they’d take my place. I kept adding to their shouts. Let them go instead of me
They were in a hurry; I understood that. They were working against a literal doomsday clock; in less than 2 hours, the world was going to end. Continue reading