Waste Land
I search their faces, looking for some flicker of life, but they are deadened beyond comprehension. They cycle past silently, scared to look me in the eye.
The ground is littered with ruined debris from the last few hours of their lives. Discarded food and spilled beverages mixed with cataclysmic cadavers that were once tortured dialogue and national monuments. I know it doesn’t make much sense, but nothing much does anymore. I laugh when I realize the poor victims actually paid for the privilege.
“What happened, Detective? It’s like a war zone.”
“They just finished watching a Roland Emmerich movie.”
The Daily Theme From Figment for Jan. 24, 2012
Set your scene in a place where something significant has just occurred, leaving physical reminders in its wake. Your narrator wasn’t a part of that something and must use the remaining artifacts to determine what has happened.
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