Brigands attacked us.
We were walking along the edge of a cornfield when four very tall men armed with spears blocked our path.
They called out to us: "So you're among those who claim to be following a sign in the sky. Where are you going?"
My father replied proudly on behalf of the others: "This world won't last much longer, and you'll disappear with it. We have been chosen by the Creator to survive in the New World He will create for us and our descendants - but not for you!"
So the four men fell on us. They thought they'd make mincemeat of us.
But we fought back valiantly. Even my grandmothers joined in, beating them with sticks armed with agave needles that they hid in their coats.
We defeated the brigands with the strength that Sotuknang put in our hands and hearts.
And finally they ran away.
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The New World
Science FictionIn the future, most people have been implanted in their brains since childhood. The implanted chip allows everybody to connect to the Networks as a simple operation of thought. Long time ago, occurred a terrible catastrophe called the Big Holocaust:...
