The Year of Reckoning

By: Doug Gealy



The Year is 2025 thirteen years after The Year of Reckoning, 2012. The large cities that once towered above our heads have been abandoned, the vehicles that roamed the streets and the skies, dismantled/scrapped, put to better use. I alone occupy the city of St. Louis, at least I aim to keep it that way. My residence here is completely illegal, in the room atop the St. Louis arch. Its once silver reflective outer layer is now covered by vines and various plants that produce the food I require to survive. The human race realized immediate change was needed for survival and returned to the old ways, driven by their overwhelming survival instinct. The word apocalypse means a Vail lifted, but deaths of millions of humans and other animals numbering in hundreds of millions, seemed to make clarity hard to come by.  Food, clean water, and a healthy horse are the few positions that carry any kind of value, but they too are hard to come by. The corporate, greedy, money sucking vampire ways of old are long gone. In a bleeding polluted world pure and peaceful times are thus required. No materials can be wasted, but oddly enough, for the first time in my forty five years of life, all of my blessings are accounted for. The point of this message is only to record the history that may very well save human kinds future.  


To Be Continued…