I am alone. The meteor shower has ended, but the fires remain. Electric storms, ash and cloud blanket the Earth, but by some miracle the space station has escaped impact. I can only hope humanity will survive the fire and ice that will march across the land.
The onboard systems are intact, and the solar panels are more than adequate to power the station and one solitary android: me.
Maybe one day the descendants of the remnants of man will rise once more to join me. Do androids dream of electric sheep? I may have an eternity to find out.
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A drabble done for ForbiddenPlanet's Tevun Kruss magazine competition (see external link) based on the prompt. Exactly 100 words.
"You're alone. Far below the world is ending but you, out of touch with your people, are nothing more than an interested observer."
March 2014