This weeks story challenge was to add detail about a science fiction scene
It’s the year 3000, my name is Charlie and I am 93. Earth (my old home) is a disgusting dump yard. It is completely off limits to humans, the toxic waste would kill beings almost instantly.
100,000km above the earth is a whole new “world” made of metal. Tube jets of air and steam keep the platforms in the air and chrome metal balustrades are the city's barriers.
While I walk along the clunky metal platform, I feel the 100,000 mph wind penetrate a small gap in my suit. It’s extremely painful. I quickly dash inside a gadget shop and open the airlock. I unclip my full face wind tight helmet and wait for the airlock to open. I look around and see a rusty brown security camera staring me down. I give it a wave and finally the airlock opens. I step out and am blasted with warmth. I put my helmet on the ground. Looking up as I do so, zap, minis float on a magnet gun shelf,
digital signs flash the latest products in my face.
“Good morning Mr Dale-Low” chirps a robot I ignore it and bend down to tend to my sore skin.
“Mr Dale-Low what sort of gadget are you looking for today?”
“Nothing thanks” I say irritably continuing to wipe my leg.
“You better leave then Sir” the robot says, increasing the harsh tone.
“Sure.” I say, as I had finished fixing my leg. Suddenly, ten men in black scrambled out of the side room and shove me into the airlock and close the door.
“Oh no” I think, “I left my helmet inside, the wind is going to kill me” Hiss… I hear the airlock open and am ripped to pieces almost instantly.
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