THE
BROADCAST WE ARE ALL SLAVES NOW!
In the rotten, overgrown city, I walked down the narrow pathway through the cracked pavements, feral weeds and decaying walls. The shattered wind blew up in the heights of the ruined buildings as fragments of glass fell onto the dark, gloomy, grimy streets below. Nobody was on the streets and the cars on the street were still, rusted and covered in vines. Almost everyone had been turned corrupt by a flashing, raging broadcast that spread through TV’s, computers, phones and all other electronic devices all at one tragic moment in time. Those corrupt people randomly stand around the broadcast playing over and over again in electronic shops, TV shops, computers and they didn’t ever stop. I was running from them. They were looking for me. I turned onto another the empty, eerie street and through an unmarked door. A broken light swung above me as I walked up the brittle wooden stairs that crumbled below me. I heard heavy rain fall outside. I hesitantly opened the door at the end of the staircase to see an abandoned room with a decaying mattress and scratch marks above. It reminded me of my sickeningly vivid memory of the time I first realised what was happening.
2 weeks ago, I walked through a pedestrian tunnel which at this time hadn’t collapsed yet, I saw a touchpad on the ground which was near the end of the tunnel. What I saw outside of the tunnel, I couldn’t erase from my mind. I remembered seeing a playground outside the tunnel which had been turned into something much more sinister. All the obstacles apart from the swings had been cut down and the grass beneath had been churned up and filled with a layer of concrete. The swings had been cut off and the posts were holding one enormous TV between them. Two screaming people laid on their knees facing the TV and struggling, 3 corrupt people held them there and then the broadcast started.
I remember the national anthem playing and a building with people facing backwards to the screen. I remembered when they all turned around. Around their eyes were dark red and burnt and their smiles were abnormally large. I couldn’t look anymore though. I started seeing nothing apart from flashes in my mind. My eyes were burning. It was like a light that you would see in a horror movie. I turned away as my mind cleared. I heard screaming as the broadcast finished. I had already started running because of the danger I was in. What shocked me though, was the touchpad on the ground that I walked past and how it showed those exact same people being converted with the broadcast. The exact same people I just saw. I came back from my memory in the empty room in a depressed state and wondered if I would survive. I realised that humans were now slaves to their own technologies. As I was hiding in the corner in misery, I heard the door swing open. The easiest thing to do was give up.