Alex - December 25th 2035

An entry from my my character Alex, with what was his turn in life

December 25^th 2035

 

I write this as a reminder of the event that changed the course of history, it was in this day and age that he altered the world.

 

I was just a regular employee at the Government of Technology (GOT), the world was run by machines and robots. There were around 90% mechs and 10% humans in the world. On this day, I was manufacturing a new Salesman Droid when the emergency telephone rang. My co-workers had their hands full so I answered it.

“Alex here” I said over the line “What’s the problem”? For about a minute, no one responded, then static was heard, it was as if the line had been cut.

 

I hurried to the office upstairs where my employer was, the door was locked, which wasn’t unexpected. But my mind rushed telling me something was wrong, I burst open the door with all my might to witness an unbelievable scene; standing before me was a man in a black raincoat and hat standing above my employer, who had a knife through his back.

“What have you done?!” I screamed at the top of my voice to alert everyone, but no one came.

“Is this too real for you?” asked the man, I stood still and stared in confusion, ‘real’, what did he mean ‘real’?

“You mean the fact you killed my boss?” I responded.

“No” said the man “I mean the very existence of existence”. I was lost, what the heck was he talking about?

“Stop talking in riddles” I demanded a clear explanation for his actions. But the man stood there, then, below him appeared a black hole. He was swallowed by it, but he didn’t seem scared, it was as if he wanted to be swallowed.

 

I checked my boss’s pulse, but it was too late. I hurried to find everyone, but when I arrived at the workstation, everyone had vanished, no, not just everyone, the whole room was empty. I left the building to see the world in a different way.

 

Machines and robots were terrorising citizens and humans were rampaging around killing all in sight, not only that, above me was a crimson red sky and a jet black moon. But that wasn’t what caught my attention; towering above the city was a tall, black tower. I had never noticed it before, was it even here before. I hurried to it evading the insanity of the streets.

 

The door opened with ease and I climbed the spiral stairs catching my breath half way; when I reached the top, there stood the man from before.

“Welcome to reality” said the man.

“This is insanity, not reality” I said in anger.

“Reality is where one exists” said the man “Humans wish for reality to be their way, but to no avail” he moved to the window and gazed at the madness “But I am different, this is my reality; chaos, destruction, carnage, welcome to reality” and with that, he vanished, reappeared behind me and pushed me out the window. If it wasn’t for the fact there was a pile of dead bodies below me, I’d be dead, even though it was a very painful sight.

 

So here I am; living in this nightmare, it was suppose to be Christmas for everyone, but instead, we got something that we didn’t want; a madman’s ‘reality’.

Author's Note

This is quite scary at times and ends quite badly, but I may write more on his life (He's my creation, not a real person), including more entries, letters etc. Please tell me what you thought