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Licia leant across the counter of the station. Her eyes had a tired look, and her face a weary pallour. The girl with the sandy blonde hair and pale blue eyes had a look of boredom about her. The other trains pulled in and out of the station, but she was yet to be given her next job.

‘Anything interesting for us?’ she asked Nancy.

The woman clicked the computer mouse to force the giant monitor screen to life, and clicked a few links. Taking a sip of her coffee, she gave a shake of the head, ‘Nope. Not a thing.’

‘Shit!’ There was suddenly a loud crack of lightning. The mother and daughter jumped in their seats, whilst the bell rang above them.

‘What the hell is this?!’

‘I don’t know! I’m a little baby, can’t I be happy?’

Licia finished her coffee and placed her mug on the counter. She stretched her arms and yawned. ‘I’m fading here.’

‘Pffft.’

In front of her, the screen was now in full storage, the computer screen still showing. A series of letters flashed down the screen in a space of a second.

From: Anomaly2002

To: All Programs.

This is a request for bypass 2. Please read and be locked down.

A figure stood on the screen. It was darkness, with a bright light in the centre. It had a triangular designed on it.

‘Okay,’ the female voice was soft and quiet. There was a shuffle of noise, ‘What does this mean?’

Licia shook her head. ‘I don’t know.’

A man’s voice came out. ‘Goddamn it! How long, how long!!?’

Licia looked at Nancy who just shrugged.

‘This is a request for bypass 2. You are to activate A02 immediately. You have no time to do anything else. I repeat: this is a request for bypass 2.’

Nancy again, ‘How do we know it is not just some nutter?’

Licia wrapped her scarf around her neck. ‘I don’t know. But it’s something bad. And this time, I see something moving.’

Nancy replied. ‘You’re so dramatic.’

Eight minutes later, Licia was back at the station in a taxi cab. Nancy stood in front of the monitor in the office. Suddenly, the screen showed a person carrying a giant wooden spear. Next to him was a woman, her arms clutched, screaming her eyes out. He was walking up to the woman; they stood directly in front of the screen as it crackled with static from the lightning. The man held his spear above his head, then brought it down. He grabbed his chest and then fell.

‘Huh,’ Nancy said, ‘This is weird.’

Licia was still sitting in the taxi cab. Nancy said over the intercom, ‘Wait outside for a few minutes. Something wrong with the computer.’ Licia had a most confused look upon her face.

Nancy tapped the screen a few times, and then tapped her face with surprise. ‘How did this?’ She slapped the screen and looked at the picture again. The man had stood up off the ground and was now climbing up the woman’s torso. He ripped her heart out, the woman’s hands pointing at him as if to stop him. He took a bite out of it and then threw it in the air.

‘Oh… that’s weird…’ Licia said. She looked at her wrist watch. ‘I have two minutes.’

Nancy stood there, still as a statue, staring at the monitor screen. She looked at Licia and then looked back at the monitor.

‘Wow, what a weird picture!’ Nancy said. Licia spoke back.

‘I think it’s the end of the world.’ Licia said.

The screen remained static.

‘What?’

‘It’s the end of the world.’ Licia explained.

Nancy was still staring at the screen. ‘What’s that supposed to mean?’

‘No idea,’ Licia said.

Nancy tapped the screen and looked at Licia. ‘What are you doing [on] this?’

‘Waiting for something.’ Licia said. She told her mother, ‘I think it’s the end of the world.’

‘How do you know?’ Nancy held Nancy’s wrist and tapped on the screen.

‘No, you don’t understand. I think it’s the…’

‘The end of the world. That’s what it said on the script.’