Corpses aren't Contaminated

It’s been uhmmm… It has been how many days… one, two, three… was it a Saturday or a Sunday? Before the third? That makes it nearly seventy days. Or twice as much? I don’t know because nowadays I see in twos and threes. 

We always imagined the apocalypse to be badass; the sky a fiery bloody red, the sun blazing and the world would maybe stop spinning? And we would slowly run out of oxygen, and we’d go out like it was a movie. And and and…But that’s not the case. The sky is still bright blue, the sun is still shinning like it always has and the Earth is still spinning. Everything is still the same, except for us. The Earth has decided to spit us out. It’s not the world’s end, it’s our end. And we’re taking every living thing with us.

I haven’t eaten in over a week, and I do not dare drink any water. Most people have died not from not eating but from eating. Everything is contaminated by micro plastics. Every single that can be eaten is poison. The ones who cannot help themselves end up having miscarriages, cancer and dying.

It all began on that day, a big glacier the size of Madagascar melted and fell into the ocean. Previously, the micro plastic contaminated water was only confined to certain areas of the ocean, but after the huge glacial splash the water went everywhere, including all the river and streams. (FYI fresh water no longer exists.)

Scientists, climate activists, and everyone who knew what was about to happen tried to warn us of the impending apocalypse. But the warning fell on deaf ears. This version of the apocalypse was unfamiliar. Although to be fair, it wasn’t only us dumb people that thought this wouldn’t happen, even the scientists themselves were fighting on whether what was about to happen was even a possibility. Maybe if the scientists themselves had agreed on this they would’ve tried to stop the end of time from happening.

Slowly, people, animals and plants started collapsing and dying simultaneously with autopsies showing micro plastic poisoning.  I heard some statistics over the radio today, every second, ten people or more die from micro plastic poisoning and it wouldn’t be long before all humans would eventually disappear. In the past months or so a lot of animals have become extinct. Zoos are still trying to save them, some are putting them in cryonic capsules. A lot of rich people have decided to put themselves in cryonic chambers. I would too, if I had the money or if there was even one close to where I live. 

I do have a five thousand liter tank full of pre apocalyptic water. I’m a lazy person so of course right before the apocalypse I didn’t have enough food stalked up in the fridge. I don’t have any food that’s why I see in twos and threes. I’m on my computer right now looking for people with food so that we can share our resources. I would give anything for some really nice sardines or cabbage. 

Stores are empty, farms have been uprooted and some people have died from trying to eat grass. Ha-ha some people are at this moment in a rocket ship on their way to Mars to start a new colony. They say they’re going to mine the ancient water entrapped in the ice under the surface. Others are on their way to the asteroid belt to find an asteroid they can drop here so it’d explode water that would hopefully stimulate rain that would decontaminate the ocean. 

But these solutions could at minimum take years. More likely a century or more. And boy do we have time.

People have been through the food dumps and I myself have eaten rotten food and ended up throwing up. I have roamed outside for days on end searching for any corpses of animals to eat. Animal corpses are the only thing not contaminated. As long as it’s more than a day old, and you boil it thoroughly throwing out the water it is safe to eat. Plant corpses aren’t unfortunately. Something to do with the way their metabolism works or something. I ate a rotten cat corpse, dog, monkey and it all tasted terrible. But now even finding a corpse is a luxury.

It is currently eleven pm at night. I have a woven bag lined with a plastic bag. I also have a shovel. I need to eat somehow even if it’s doing something that I never thought I would. I also have a knife with me.  I step outside and the semi-arid windy air feels very cold on my face. It is pitch black and no one is outside at the moment. Who is crazy enough to walk around when people have absolutely nothing to eat? I pass through bushes slowly, as quietly as possible. I don’t have a torch with me, it would only draw unwanted attention.

I walk for two hours wondering why I’m even trying to survive. I don’t know either. I guess just for the sake of surviving. Most of my family died because they gave up.  The doctors at the morgue ate their corpses. With fava beans. I’m finally at the cemetery and most of the graves have been dug up. I find one grave with a semi decomposed corpse. It’s too dark to see the name on the headstone. I guess trying to eat this would be like eating cow dung. I take it anyway, because I’ve eaten way worse and I’m not going back empty handed. I carefully cut up the corpse and fit it into my bag. 

I’m not done yet, I continue searching the periphery of the cemetery. Some people hide corpses there for future consumption. It’s illegal to eat corpses, a stupid law that is very irrelevant at this time. But they are enforcing it. Most people that have been caught by the police with corpses haven’t been seen again.

I walk for a while until my foot comes across ground that feels mushy. I start digging with my shovel until I hit something hard. It’s a jagged casket. I open it and immediately the strong scent of blood slaps me across the face. I feel the inside of it with my hands, I can feel a slimy cold liquid. I feel some more and I make out a full human body. Two bodies. Three bodies. No. Four bodies. Four fresh human corpses. The tastiest of all corpses.

Yesss! Thank God! I get to survive just a little longer.