jeriendhal | Forty Days of Flash Fic: Day Twenty-Nine (Warning: Body image triggers)

Unless I'm wrong, tomorrow or the next should be the last entry for Angela's story here.

That was all the answer she could get out of Kitty. The next day more buildings disappeared behind the walls, seemingly at random, at least according to the conversations she listened to. It seemed to happen at night, so in response a lot of people began taking late night walks and sleeping through the day. At least that's what Angela figured as she watched them nervously through her ground floor apartment window, sipping nervously on a two liter of Coke.

She still couldn't get out much herself, her scooter's battery was only good for a couple of hours, but she did the best she could. The city started to get smaller and smaller, the recreation areas less crowded, even as more people became night owls, congregating into groups for mutual safety.

Don't sleep at night. Don't ever go to hospital, you won't come out again. Stick together so everyone knows where you are, but scatter if they come for you. Stay away from any morph, and get rid of yours if they one come with you to the Village For God's sake keep your mobie turned off, the whispered advice went, the few times she ventured to the local cafe.

It was almost a year before they came for her...