Apocalyptic and post-apocalyptic fiction
We became so dependent on it, so taken by it, that it became ingrained in us like the oxygen we breathe. Technology. The basis of our jobs, our entertainment, our communication, our entire way of life....
Gone.
It’s the buzzing in my head that disturbs me the most.
It comes as a warning right before they do.
The little black spiders that are eating our world.
