Fiction: Group 3
“You have to jump!” I shouted across the living room.
“I can’t!”
“Think of it as hopscotch! It’ll be okay,” added Elliot. Annie was shaking. She took a few steps back, and
then jumped over the huge gap that was in front of her. We ran out of the apartment and escaped. We got
out and looked up to the sky. It was raining. It would’ve been better if it was raining water, but it was
raining rocks. It felt like the whole world was tumbling down on us. Just in the moment we were
completely baffled by this world we were in, a voice spoke. We did not know where it came from but it
was loud. It wasn’t a human voice, but a robotic voice.
“Simulation invaded by unknown virus. Simulation will be turned off in 10 minutes,” said the voice.
“What does she mean by that?” I asked Elliot.
“I think it means our world exists in a computer and this world we are living in…well…might not exist,”
he replied.
“Beings are aware that this is a simulation. Simulation failed to function,”
“This simulation must be so advanced we didn’t know all this time. They way Alice died, the holes
appearing on the floor, the disappearance of everyone, and the raining rocks must be a result of the virus,”
Elliot added.
“Turning off Pearl River Delta simulation,” said the robotic voice. Everything turned black. I couldn’t see
Elliot and Annie. I felt myself floating, paralysed, but unafraid. I felt the calmness I hadn’t felt in a long time,
and it was all that mattered.
