Electric State Ending Novels & Stories

The world didn't end with a bang or a whimper; it ended with a click. The sound of a billion relays falling silent. One week after the Electromagnetic Reset (the global pulse that neutralized all advanced circuitry), the coastal town of Port Orizon looked like a medieval painting rendered in scrap metal. Without Grid-Power (the centralized electrical supply), the high-rise apartments were hollow concrete skeletons, and the streets were clogged with dead electric cars that people had begun to strip for their leather and glass.

I wasn’t banished because I did something bad, and they knew it, yet they hate my kind so much that they would try everything within their power to make me look evil. “I’ve said it before and I will say it again, Elektro belongs to Cory Vandyke, a human like all of you, I’m just the acting CEO...” “5 million, we will buy the company so you and your people can leave our county once and for all.” Mr. Lawson offered.

We are home. THE END

Paul also noticed this, but in his defense, it was normal. The September End Fest will be starting on 28th and ending on the 30th. Three-day time of the festive atmosphere will be a hustle, that's why most people at this time were busy, same goes to Paul and Seri who will be performing on the 30th for the final event of the festival. While busy checking all the pieces of equipment, only the sound of the guitar's strings was vibrating throughout the room. Creak! Step.

Forever. {Laumlayag. See you across space-time...} At exactly 00:00:00 and with the last percent of battery, Ecto goes away onto the Internet and Ecto 2.0 powers down.

The drive took a little over thirty minutes before we finally reached Kingmoore Court. The tall black gates stood at the entrance of the estate, bright lights lining the surrounding walls and casting a soft glow across the road. I pulled my clearance card from my wallet and handed it to Zaire since he was the one driving. He took it from me, rolled down the window, and swiped the card against the gate scanner. The gates slowly opened in front of us, and Zaire drove inside. Streetlights lit up the quiet roads while giant modern houses stood proudly on both sides.

Let's end this. ***

She looked away, shaking her head to clear it. “They used to have these larger vehicles called transporters that held several people, sometimes even dozens, but I haven’t seen one in Gretchintown in a long time, since Michaelanburg stopped using oil based products. Most of them ran on gasoline. There are some that use electricity. Lightning said that there are still some kept at the capital, but she didn’t think their range on electricity would allow them to move north very quickly. I’m not sure if they could travel all the way to our current location without needing to be recharged.” “How would they charge something that takes electricity out here?” Rain asked.

She picked up my phone as she spoke. “You are emotionally unstable right now, so I will keep your phone for a few days. Otherwise, you might call the police. If you frame Eric again, I will end up cleaning up another mess. Mom’s body has already been cremated and buried. Publicly, I will say she died from sudden illness. I am warning you for the sake of family harmony, stop causing trouble. Otherwise, next time I will not forgive you so easily.” After saying all that, she turned and walked out without hesitation.

"Goodnight, Grace." "Bye, Dean." _____ Thanks for reading! ~Chris xx.