Just like I knew it would. Being right holds no satisfaction for me. The reality is even more terrible than in my dreams. Bodies are everywhere. There aren’t enough living to properly dispose of the dead. The world stopped turning, the sun never sets on one side while the other is bathed in constant darkness. Plants can’t grow, animals drop dead from starvation. The riots are the worst, the raiding parties preying upon the weak, taking from them, killing those who put up a fight. Humanity belongs to the light. Is it any wonder that banished from it we are losing the best of ourselves? The major geological changes won’t happen for centuries yet, the oceans being pulled to the poles, the freshwater lakes lost. The rise of the cyborgnetic people that will dig out an enclave at the heart of the world. Those who will embrace technology and band together stand a chance. Those on the surface will cling stubbornly to the ways of the past, turning their backs on development and abusing the people they create.
