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What does the When Day Breaks event do to the plant life of the world?
Well, I had a chat with the When Day Breaks author Shaggy a while back about just this
question and this story is based on what he said.
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This was a bad idea.
Samantha looked out through the crack in the shop window at the edge of the forest in front
of them.
The trees hung like melted wax sculptures with strings of bark and foliage between them
like jungle vines.
Everyone in her small community knew that the woods were to be avoided, it was a death
trap in there.
Yes, plants are not dangerous.
Yes, the trees would not hunt you down and drag you into the sunlight.
However, wading through the sludge of the ecosystem was like trying to escape quicksand.
But it was the only option left to her to get back to her group hiding in the shopping
centre to the west.
She had gone out to gather supplies from the convenience store she now found herself in
and her bag had accidently bumped a car on the way.
Stupid.
The alarm had drawn the flesh in from miles around.
They were everywhere and they knew someone was here.
Alarms don’t just trigger themselves.
She ducked back into cover as a human-fox creature slithered by her whispering its praises
to the sun as it vanished around a corner.
Fuck it.
She had to act.
Sam reached into her bag and pulled out a firecracker.
These things were worth their weight in gold for providing a distraction.
She would have only 1 chance.
She winced and froze as the skylight opened with a screech.
She listened for the chorus of babble of the squelch of flesh but there was nothing.
Thank God.
Sam set the firecracker in her slingshot, lit it and fired it out of the open window.
She stepped backwards and crouched next to the open door.
3… 2… 1…
The distant pops and cracks sent the flesh into a frenzy.
They all turned and rushed in the direction of the noise.
This was her one chance.
She made sure the coast was clear and bolted towards the forest.
Samantha cursed herself as she pushed through the swamp of plant goo.
It felt like she was trudging through a swamp.
The grass, the bushes, the leaves, everything had melted into a mulch of green and brown
slurry two feet deep on the floor.
It bubbled slightly as the plants suffocated below began to decompose.
The trees still stood tall but their canopies drooped and bark dripped down the trunks.
Vines of melted twigs and leaves strung down from the top creating a spider-web complex
of tripwires all around the base of the trees and across the denser parts of the forest.
She kept to the open areas but it was still hard going.
Ironically, the sun was her lifeline.
She was completely lost but she knew the sun set behind the mall so she would eventually
hit it one way or another if she followed the very thing killing the world.
She jumped as she stood on something solid.
Probably a rotten branch or a rock maybe.
“Get a grip” she told herself.
She stopped to thread a line from her bag under her many layers and drink some water.
The heat and moisture lingered in the air which made the strenuous ordeal of navigating
this tar pit all the more tiring.
She sighed and carried on.
She needed to find her way out of here before nightfall.
The log she had stood on previously slowly raised itself out of the sludge.
A mass of moss and leaves parted to reveal a single eye watching Samantha as she limped
forwards.
This was a very bad idea.
Samantha laid down in the sludge with just her eyes and nose peeking above the surface.
She dared not move.
The faint slopping sound grew closer.
She had stopped to remove some sludge from her jacket when she both saw it and heard
it.
This great, lumbering thing of melted plants and a human heading her way.
Probably a doomed hiker from the start of this shit-show.
She held her breath as it made its way past her.
It was even worse up close.
Random streaks of flesh clung to the sticks and blended with the melted leaves to create
something from the vision of a bad acid trip.
Everything suddenly grew dark.
She chanced a glance to see dark clouds obscuring the sun.
“Fuck”.
She hated storms.
She prayed that the creature would move but it just stood there looking around.
Did it know she was nearby?
Were the plants actually out to get them after all?
A crack thundered above them followed by a bolt of light.
She whimpered.
The creature moved away as the began to fall.
Samantha thought she was being clever.
That maybe following the creature would lead her out of the woods as it tried to find more
like it in a town or something.
In fact, more tiny flesh creatures were following it to join this creature.
Thousands of tiny little flesh insects had begun crawling out.
All of them had seen Sam.
She made her best attempt at a run while the rain and wind lashed at her face.
The sun was completely gone now and she was in a total panic.
She was lost, alone and had no idea what to do or where to go.
The rain was mixing with the sludge to create an even more sticky and noisy solution.
Another bolt lit up the woods while a thunder clap made her knees quiver.
She turned to see the creature still following her also being hindered by the soup as it
walked on its bulky legs.
The trees were moving.
Sam looked in horror as she saw the tree trunks wrapped in flesh moving through the muck,
fresh stringy vines entwined with flesh shooting between them all.
She ran to the left and dropped into a river.
The smell of stagnant water and rotting plants made her heave.
She furiously began trying to swim through it but it was like pushing against concrete.
Another bolt and clap shook her.
Memories returned of when she fell overboard in the storm as a child.
Something grabbed her by the ankle.
Samantha was pulled from the muck by the creature as it retracted its vine of meat.
She choked as she was dragged through the soup by this thing, the foul waters filling
her airways.
It lifted her into the air.
Vines on the trees wrapped around her limbs and held her suspended between the trunks.
It removed her mask as she screamed in the rain.
The trees swayed in the storm.
The creature waited patiently for the sun to return.
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