Marie sighed, getting ready to face another complicated, bothersome day. The mother of two had begun to detest her life after the explosion of flashes. To think she was going to embark on a glamorous cruise, finally going to get some time alone with her husband. But no, she now had to attend to her blind daughter, as her husband rested in the hospital, having suffered a car accident. The middle-aged woman, noticeable by her graying hair found her routine tiring and boring, but today she would regret those thoughts, as someone rung the bell at Marie’s doorstep, surprising the woman – she seldom had any visitors.
“Yes?” she asked, as she opened her front door to see three men standing in the barren wasteland that was her front yard. It wasn’t surprising; the city council had ordered the extermination of all sorts of flora, after outbreaks of a weird behavior in plants in the centre of the country. However, those men weren’t ordinary at all. They were clothed in black suits, and wearing thick, dark sunglasses, preventing anyone from recognizing them. “Mrs. Marie Roberts?” the man who had rung asked with a deep baritone, noticeable among his colleagues by being the only bald one, sporting a thick scar on his head.
“That would be me, yes” the green-eyed woman felt really uneasy, gulping. Nothing good ever came when she felt that way, that lump in her throat. “We are the SS (Special Services). Do you mind if we come in?” Marie’s eyes widened when confronted by that request. The SS had been created recently by the President, and citizens were asked to listen to all their requests. “It’s about the blindness outbreak” Marie’s eyes almost bulged out of their sockets – the woman almost couldn’t hold the shock that filled her. That term was what the news used to refer to the event of November 2018 that had blinded 99% of the world’s population.
“Come in” she opened the door and reluctantly led her guests to her living room, inviting them to sit on her couch, even though one refused, the one who was taller and more muscular than the others, who stood stiffly next to the couch. “The truth is we need your collaboration, Mrs. Roberts. We have information that you are one of the 150 people in this country who hasn’t been blinded by the flashes” the bald man spoke without any restrains, bombarding Marie with the harsh truth. “W-W-Wai-Wha… What?!” the woman stuttered, finding it complicated at first to form words, but the man had no time to let her be consumed by her thoughts. “It’s the truth. We need to take you to our laboratories instantly…” he spoke in a cold, pragmatic way.
Marie, however quickly gained her composure. “Even if it is the truth then... Why would you need my cooperation? I am just an average housewife! And I will definitely not abandon my daug-” she exclaimed, standing up, enraged, but quickly passed out, falling to the floor, something impaled on her arm. “We’re sorry but…” the bald man took off his sunglasses, revealing blank eyes. “You never had a choice in the matter”. Marie’s disappearance was never reported, nor Natasha and Julian Roberts’s disappearance that same afternoon...
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