Chapter 7: Family History

"Seth, wait up!" Joshua called out.
I kept moving forward attempting to avoid the rubble littering the ground. When had it gotten there?
"Seth where are you going? It's dangerous out there. You should head back to the Den"
"No!" I whip around to yelled at him, "I've been in that freaking hole for a month, Joshua, a month. I'm going home to my family."
I return to navigating the maze. The directions have been burned into my mind so that I can easily find my way, even without my sight. I stop for a moment as my hand falls from the edge of the wall; pulling up the map in my head that would lead me out of here.
"Seth, there is something you have to know." Joshua said. I ignore him and take a right.
That's when I hear it, a low buzz emanating from the street ahead, like the sound of a florescent light that is dying.
"Joshua?" a ask the cold night air filling my throat. "What is that?"
"What is what?"
"That buzzing sound." I reply
"I don't hear anything. Are you okay?"
His sympathy irritates me and sends me around the corner. I know it isn't far to my house now, only a couple streets, so I pick up the pace. Something is wrong, I can tell but momentarily it is lost on me. The only thing that matters is getting home. I feel my way along the iron fence to the broken latch that marked the entrance to my house. The front steps creak as I make my way inside.
"Mom! Dad! I'm home!" I shout, yet no answer is returned. "Mom? Dad? Jade?"
I make my way around the bottom floor searching frantically for any sign of my family. I check the bathroom and touch the burning hot surface of a curling iron. My parents weren't the forgetful type, there was no way they would leave that running if they were going out.
I rush upstairs and down the hall to my parents room, only to trip over a large mass of fur. I reach over to find my dog lying in the middle of the hall.
"Hey Sal, I'm so sorry, I  didn't see you there."
What was she doing there? My dog was typically quiet, but something was seriously starting to bother me. Wouldn't she have moved when I tripped over her? That kind of thing always had her scrambling out of the way. I move my hand down her face and over her dry nose. There is no breath.
"Mom?" I call out as I jump to my feet.
I push my way through a stack of lamps and chairs into my parents bedroom. I careful shuffle along until my foot hits something big and soft. Or rather two somethings. My parents.

Author's Note

Now the story begins.

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[Cousitarian]

Now the story begins? NOW the story begins? What have I been reading up until now then? Lol, I'm just being a jerk like always. Still, the fact that Seth doesn't know about the end of the world until now makes me feel a bit off. Hasn't it been a month since his accident with the meteor? Also, what the heck is Joshua doing letting his blind bud walk around through nothingness, to nothingness more like. As for everything being still, quiet... you capture the sense of unease with a few words. Plus, the reader is blind with Seth! Not good, not good! Can't see! What's happened to everything? Hopefully, you'll take on the enormous task of describing me your dead world without my eyes being able to see it.

You know, you don't have to expand like me to be a good reader. You know, you can create a page long story and still grab the reader's attention. I choose to write huge projects. You choose to take on small ones. Honestly, this a good tale. It shows much promise and I'm not just saying that. So, what happens next? Be sure to post another chapter soon or... I'm going to get unpleasantly impatient.

[Eryn ♪]

next one comes tonight.