Black Holes: A Fictional Narrative

Jake opened his eyes and coughed out some blood. His chest hurts like crazy. Then, he remembered the missile targeting his helicopter. The last thing he could recall was jumping out the door of the helicopter as he heard the screams and cries of his fellow soldiers. Jake gritted his teeth and tried to shake the image and sounds out of his head. He grabbed his pistol a few feet away from him. Jake stood up and surveyed his surrounding, clutching his ribs. Miles and miles of sand and gravel. He pulled out his radio. “Hello? Is anyone there?” Jake asked into his radio. His question was only met with silence. He continued talking to his radio for a long time until finally he gave up. Jake sighed heavily and started to walk towards his right. He has no idea where he was going but he needs to find food, water, and shelter. Jake walked for a long time and had to take a break every few minutes to rest his aching body. He sat down on a large boulder in front of him. …show more content…
“What if I’m the only one alive? Should I contact them again?” Jake’s ears perked up when he thought he heard voices. Jake looked behind him and saw two distant figures walking towards him. He could make out the figures of rifles pointed at him. “Stop! Do not move!” yelled one of the guys with a thick accent. “Put down your gun.” Fearing for his life, Jake got up and started running the other way. However, he did not get far when his ribs started pulsating with pain and he fell down. Sand flew into his mouth. One of the men fired a warning shot and told Jake to stay down. A minute later, the men caught up to Jake’s exhausted body. “Pick him up. He’s from United States,” said one of the men. The more muscular of the two picked Jake up and started carrying him. “Wh-Where are you taking me?” Jake asked through labored breaths. The men did not