E.L.E.
(Extinction Level Event)
My name is Aaron Zephyr Radazz. I am kneeling atop a promontory above the Hudson River watching the dust clear from what can now only be called the New York Desert. The jubilant cries of 25,000,000 people still ring in my ears only minutes after a monstrous pulse from outer space obliterated them.
They were jubilant because of me. I and I alone escaped, and I may now be the last living human being on earth.
I am writing this for two reasons: first to stay sane, to record the events of recent days and months as an anchor on reality, and second to log the ultimate fate of my species, either for others like me or an alien intelligence that someday may land here.
Perhaps the same alien intelligence that wiped us out – and only us. Not another life form on P
