Two Sentence Stories, Untitled 2

By Valannin

“Turn out the lights when you leave,” I heard her intone, wearily, as she pulled on her raincoat and prepared to head out into the storm.

She might have picked something a little more poignant to say as the last words spoken aloud by the human race, but it couldn’t have been more appropriate.

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