I thought to my self “Am I the last person alive?” “Is anyone still out there?” Driving through the derelict streets I saw many cars in different colors scattered all over the place. Familiar shops like Subway and the cinema were abandoned and filled with darkness that bought death and fear to my senses. I remember a time when people used to say that New York was a city that never slept. As soon as you`d open the door of your house you’d see the color of the sidewalk and street matching to the tone of the sky. Which was a perfectly unassuming shade to provide a backdrop for the yellow taxis that passed by and traffic signals that stood still. The smell of fresh hotdogs garnished with mustard, ketchup, onion, mayonnaise, relish, cheese or chili would flow everywhere giving you a teasing taste of how it would be. Thinking about this filled my heart with further despair; the once beautiful metropolitan district had now turned into a urban jungle.
Gripping my gun I clicked it and opened the car window. Sam’s big hazel eyes gazed outside and looked everywhere as the building went speeding by. a corner suddenly appeared, forcing me to turn my steering wheel. The tyres screeched and skidded, the smelling of burning rubber filled my nostrils. While spinning my eyes caught a poster that said “God still cares for us” but did he still care for us after all that has happened?
“Today is my birthday” I told Sam passing by the museum still though he was a dog and unintelligent and he didn’t understand me, it helped me to express my feelings. It still felt like an ordinary day. as I drove past a blocked street looking at it, I continued but then the corner of my eye caught something turning , my heart began to race and began to thump hard as though it had a mind of its own and it was stuck in my throat. I slammed my foot on to the brake as hard as I could and came to a halt, as if it had been ordered to. I put the gear back in to reverse and drove in to the street I had just passed. Opening the car door Sam and I came forward. It was FRED standing there in the silence .After seeing Fred standing there, I was left feeling shocked like the ground beneath my feet had been taken away from me. I had many questions flying through my head. i was so confused I stood frozen in time. I began my interrogation but could only hear the birds singing or where they warning me? Giving me no choice i clicked the gun and shot him many times until he dropped to the ground, I could not take any chances.
I proceeded cautiously towards Fred; it was so quiet my every footstep seemed to produce an echo. Sam walked alongside me as well. stepping in to a large puddle I heard a noise. The hairs on my ears began to stand up giving me the sense something was behind me. It sounded as though a grenade`s pin had been pulled out. I rapidly turned my head towards the puddle and in the reflection I saw the taxi look down off the bridge. In a matter of seconds the car slid down whilst it screamed and with a big loud bang the car smashed its face on the boulevard.
The rope screamed and I flung up hitting my head hard on the floor. It felt like as if the world had turned upside down in a matter of seconds. I felt nausea and the fiery hot blood all gather in my head. My eyes closed and opened repeatedly and it felt as if I was being constantly switched on and off. Sam kept barking and jumping so he could reach me but then my eyes closed leaving myself there in the silence…
The repeating sound of my alarm woke me up. I opened my eyes. I was thinking for a minute “where am I?” , but then the horror suddenly came rushing back to me I had walked into a trap.
The pain in my leg was an unpleasant scenery and emotional experience that ive never had experienced. Sam kept barking like a mad dog.
I looked up at the rope thinking, and nevertheless i was in so much in pain that I could now taste it. Again I looked up at the rope and thought, but then I felt the tip of my knife pinch me in my right ankle however my eye had caught my pocket knife that was hidden there. I pulled it out and reached towards the rope and started to cut it. My head was spinning like a car`s tire going around about 120 miles per hour. The rope felt like as if it was solid stone since I was getting nowhere but then with a bit of luck it started to cut. I was scared and eager to cut it because the sun started to sink and the white skies started to turn black, bring death and fear along with them. In the blink of eye I smashed to the floor screaming in pain. The knife had stabbed me vigorously in my leg. I could feel the hot blood rushing in my body toward the cold blade causing a sharp pain. It felt like as if I was wounded in a battlefield and left there to die.
Sam kept licking me showing he was happy to see me near him. Looking at the knife I thought to myself “should I pull it or should I not?” but then I looked back and saw my car. I tried standing up but the knife had me stuck to the ground like as if there was magnetic force between me and the floor.i started to drag myself from place to place but it felt harder than I thought. Sam followed obediently, i turned around and stopped for two seconds. I could see the sun’s reflection getting smaller and smaller, indicating that I only had small time to get home or else i would not be able to make it back and be left here for them who crave for me in the daylight in dark and hunt for me at night when the sun has passed away. This is now their world.
Shehzad siddique
