This week's writing exercise

A sick, little short story

Many years ago the polar ice caps melted and submerged whole countries and continents. Some say it was a sign of the apocalypse; the world was finally coming to an end. Some say it was the work of aliens: beings from another universe had come to our planet and fired their flying saucer’s laser beams at the North Pole.

Others say simply that it was Global Warming that did us in. Scientists couldn’t fix the hole in the ozone layer and it grew bigger and bigger. I find this explanation more plausible. After all, I never really believed in that apocalypse crap. And I don’t think aliens exist at all.

There’s this classic movie starring the late Kevin Costner. I’m not sure, but I think that movie was called Waterworld. I’ve seen it when I was a little kid. We still had television back then. Anyway, that movie pretty much sums up our current situation. “Pretty fucked up” is also a good way to sum up our current situation.

So we’re marooned here in this small island, all 200 of us. Of course, several years ago this really wasn’t an island but a mountain village.

The population of this island used to be close to 500 but some of the guys were emboldened to build a big wooden raft and try their luck elsewhere. After two days, we find one of the guys on that “expedition” lying on the beach, exhausted. He says the raft capsized and many drowned. Some were eaten by sharks. He managed to swim all the way to the shore. He says he’s fortunate enough to have survived that stupid raft antic. I don’t think he was really that fortunate.

After all, we ate him.

That’s also another reason why the population of this island has been whittled down. Humans can’t live on plants and fruits alone. We need protein. And we don’t have any livestock around. No pigs, no goats, no cows. We don’t have any chicken. Sure there are many fish but they’re tainted with chemicals so they’re inedible. There’s just too many oil spills and radioactive waste dumped in the oceans. What we have are humans. Human flesh is tender and succulent.

We don’t just kill any human for food, mind you. That would be too barbaric. What we do is we eat the sick, the elderly, or the injured. That’s what Darwin called survival of the fittest. In this day and age, it doesn’t pay to be picky and sensitive. When I first started eating human flesh I got sick and threw up. But you get used to it. Now I enjoy it.

The other thing I enjoy here aside from human meat is that you get to fuck anyone you like. We need to make more humans to fuck and to eat. That’s just the way it is.

I think I still have a few good years left in me before I get eaten.

Unless I break my leg or something.