We’ve been trapped for a long time now. Stuck in some alternate dimension in hopes to make our world a much better place. This place, it holds a limitless potential on a newfound energy source. We harvested it and made our way back but it cost human lives. The land is inhospitable. Animals, atmosphere. We need to get out. The plate that transports us. It’s a portal to get back home. But now it won’t take us where we need to go most likely because of the cost to keep it active.
We all stood on the plate to take us back home. It was too much. I stood on the plate it was too much. We don’t have the technology yet to effectively use this new energy source. We are stuck.
My good friend of fifteen years woke up last night. He couldn’t take this place. The situation, the chaos. He tried to use the plate in a last hope to get out but it was too much. Sorrowfully he picked up his sidearm. I awoke just before it fired. I yelled for him to stop but it was already too late. His body laid limp on the plate and when everyone woke up startled we saw his body. It was enough. The cost of a soul was too much to make it back home. I would take comfort knowing my family can see my body one last time. I just have to proceed forward through the dawn and leave my worldly possessions behind.
I’ll see you all again one day. Hopefully, it will take some time. The world is in need of heroes right now because all the heroes are dead. What’s one more to add to the pile? We all have put parts of this power source on our persons. Hopefully it will be enough. Goodnight, and farewell.
