“Probability Points the Other Way”

I was just a child when it started. I really didn't understand any of it. All I remember was Mother gathering all of us and hurrying us to the lightship. I asked why and she didn't answer. Then workers grabbed me a put me in one of those liquid-filled pods that was supposed to protect me. They closed the lid and it was dark. I was just a child.  I really didn't understand any of it.  

I wish that I knew then that I would never see Mother again. I wish that I had known then that the World was about to end. 

 Louis stopped reading the translation screen, “It looks like this one’s another biography, Henry,” he said into his helmet radio as his thickly gloved hands removed the millimeter thin stone tablet from the scanner, carefully putting it back on the dust covered shelf with the others.

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